Текст песни Кипятильник-сангвиник идет на танцы - Закрытый космос

When the counter of our days approaches the digit "zero",
The janitor will not come out revenge courtyards, birds will not fly south,
You will return home,
And my hand will never let your go.

Warm waters will burst into the city or raises a snow whirlwind,
People in panic will rush through the streets and scream,
When the world's last candle goes out,
We divide this darkness for two.

And in this chaos of the universal compensation,
I dare cautiously hug you
And only the heart will be able to explain
How many years I waited for this day.

When the counter of our days approaches the digit "zero",
Nothing will buy and no one will sell
And when you come back home,
I will no longer leave you.