Танец [Tanets] [English translation]

This is a street dance, yeah, this is a dance in the rain,

Umbrellas, when opened, make sound like the gunshots just fired.

Someone has fled, while someone has stayed right here,

And he who remained now is marching straight through the puddles.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

They flow down the cheeks just like tears.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

Now you understand this dance's import.

Glass windows shattered, trousers all torn - outrage.

Umbrella be damned, I don't care now.

Rain and the dance in the street never would let you go,

Through their wet embrace my home window can't be seen at all.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

They flow down the cheeks just like tears.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

Now you understand this dance's import.

Throw back your wet hair with sharp sudden movement of hand,

When you close your door, you have to throw keys away.

Repeat every day, it will be so every day,

Until you see sky without clouds one of these days.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

They flow down the cheeks just like tears.

Droplets of rain rest on the faces like tears,

Now you understand this dance's import.