Перемен [Peremen] [Transliteration]

Vmesto tepla - zelen' stekla,

Vmesto ognya - dym,

Iz setki kalendarya vykhvachen den'.

Krasnoe solntse sgoraet dotla,

Den' dogoraet s nim,

Na pylayushchiy gorod padaet ten'.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi serdtsa.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi glaza.

V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh,

I v pul'satsii ven:

"Peremen! My zhdem peremen!"

Elektricheskiy svet prodolzhaet nash den',

I korobka ot spichek pusta,

No na kukhne sinim tsvetkom gorit gaz.

Sigarety v rukakh, chay na stole - eta skhema prosta,

I bol'she net nichego, vse nakhoditsya v nas.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi serdtsa.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi glaza.

V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh,

I v pul'satsii ven:

"Peremen! My zhdem peremen!"

My ne mozhem pokhvastat'sya mudrost'yu glaz

I umelymi zhestami ruk,

Nam ne nuzhno vse eto, chtoby drug druga ponyat'.

Sigarety v rukakh, chay na stole - tak zamykaetsya krug,

I vdrug nam stanovitsya strashno chto-to menyat'.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi serdtsa.

"Peremen!" trebuyut nashi glaza.

V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh,

I v pul'satsii ven:

"Peremen! My zhdem peremen!"