Текст песни partsvaniya - над пропастью во ржи

I am a stranger and a guest in this city of will
Mighty as a lump, rosy as a cake.
There the streets groan to the song "paroles"
And in the dance they turn around the corner.

It smells of rowan, jam and bread,
The intoxicating aroma spilled everywhere.
Hopes soar above the magical sky
And they ask to come back as soon as possible.

etc:
Laugh heartily
Catcher in the rye
Laugh heartily at the abyss.
Floors flew
Catcher in the rye
And then mirages over the abyss.

There is a city-smile, the sun is glowing there,
Houses hug their own and others.
You are a city - protection! You are a city of bronze
You shine over the abyss lost in the rye.