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from 1988 to 2018

... translation of the song:

Instead of heat - green glass
Instead of fire smoke --
From the grid calendar snatched* day
The red sun burns to the ground
The day is dying with him
At the burning city of shadow falls

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

Electric light continues to our day
And a box of matches is empty
But in the kitchen blue flower burning gas
Cigarettes in the hands of tea on the table
This scheme is simple
And there is nothing more all is in us

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

We cannot boast of the wisdom eye
And proficient with hand gestures
We do not need all this to each other understand
Cigarettes in the hands of tea on the table --
So the circle is complete
And then we become afraid to change something

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

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from 1988 to 2018

... translation of the song:

Instead of heat - green glass
Instead of fire smoke --
From the grid calendar snatched day
The red sun burns to the ground
The day is dying with him
At the burning city of shadow falls

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

Electric light continues to our day
And a box of matches is empty
But in the kitchen blue flower burning gas
Cigarettes in the hands of tea on the table
This scheme is simple
And there is nothing more all is in us

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

We cannot boast of the wisdom eye
And proficient with hand gestures
We do not need all this to each other understand
Cigarettes in the hands of tea on the table --
So the circle is complete
And then we become afraid to change something

Changes require our hearts
Changes require our eyes
In our laughter, and in our tears
And with pulsing veins
Changes, we wait for changes

Информация: http://textpesni2.ru/textpesni.php?songlyrics=68121170