Полный штиль [Polnyj shtil'] [English translation]

It's full calm at the sea, and sails are like rags,

And the water is not breathing like the dead.

I pray for that the Heaven give us a bit of wind,

No one can hear me in Heaven.

My ship is a creation of fine hands,

My route is the constant failure.

But as soon as the wind break, everything will

change around!

One who thinks otherwise is a just fool!

The answer is ready for any question:

Life has always been obedient to the force.

But no one believes that there's no wind in the world,

Even if the wind was forbidden!

It's full calm at the sea, and sails are like rags.

The world is tired and fell asleep, a lazy fool.

I pray for that the Heaven give us a bit of wind,

Let it be stronger storm !