Лучшая ночь [Luchshaya noch'] [English translation]

I'll repaint the appartment in pink.

It'll be night in the bedroom, and dawn in the kitchen.

I'll throw away all the door locks.

Everything will be singing on a wave of a hand.

But when in the hands, from the skies,

Lies down the night in tons - the wind dances

I'll go meet him on foot

Away from the sleepy house - one can meet me there

Millions of hundred houses and the evening.

The city embraces him by the shoulder.

I don't know how to relate, that this is my best night.

I don't know how to related, this it's my best night with him.

I don't know where's the truth, I don't know where's the lie.

I sing about the sky, but there's rain falling from it.

I don't remember how many faces I saw.

There are not enough pages in the book of my life.

But when in the hands, from the skies,

Lies down the night in tons - the wind dances

I'll go meet him on foot

Away from the sleepy house - one can meet me there

Millions of hundred houses and the evening.

The city embraces him by the shoulder.

I don't know how to relate, that this is my best night.

I don't know how to related, this it's my best night with him.