Моё настроение [Moyo nastroenie] [English translation]

On the tram fogged window

I am writing bad words with my finger.

Drainpipes are playing around.

And my head is wet because of rain like grass on a flowerbed.

City around me suddenly became grey and wet.

I am marching, not hiding under umbrella shadow.

Glasses are sparkling because of rain like mirrors.

I am ready to enter any of the nearest houses.

My mood depends on

The amount of consumed beer.

Nobody needs me and I need nobody.

It’s already dropping from roofs; the first rain is over,

Temperature is positive outside and spring is too close.

Everything won’t be too bad if you smile.

And together we’ll look at the world

Through the glass of dry wine.

Generation X, generation Zero.

We are strange though you can recognize us from the first sight.

We forgot about the pain – we are down-and-outs.

I don’t know whether we need something else.