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Tusovki, ya k nim davno uzhe po-filosofski
Parties, I've long treated them philosophically
Nozhovkoi ya raspilil vsyu zhizn’ na ostanovki
I sawed my whole life into stops with a hacksaw
Nu zhyostko, nam ostavalosya nemnozhko, pravda
So rough, we only had a little left, truth be told
I eta pravda v tom, chto kater nash prichalil tak-to
And the truth is, our boat has docked, just like that
Mi naslazhdalisya dozhdyom, poka drugie mokli
We enjoyed the rain while the others were getting soaked
Ti sdelala moyu vesnu, a ya ne znayu, smog li
You made my spring, and I don't know if I could
Dostroit’, nesmotrya na vsyo, etot lyubovnii kampus
Finish this love campus in spite of it all
Kogo-to razluchaet bol’, a nas razluchit avgust
Pain splits some apart, August will split us
A yesli skoro smoyut volni
And if the waves soon wash away
Nashi zamki iz peska
Our castles of sand
Chto ti pervim delom vspomnish’
What will you remember first
Yesli sprosyat pro menya?
If they ask about me?
Tam, gde drugie stroyat steni
Where others build walls
Mi postroili mosti
We built bridges
Yest’ v godu odna problema
There's one problem in the year
Avgust eto ti
August is you
Nu zhyostko, slovo 'pechal’' teper’ mne stalo tyozkoi
Too rough, the word 'sadness' has now become my namesake
Bukovski, tozhe pishu, no ne s takim uzh loskom
Bukowski, I write too, but not that slick
I kto s kem? V telezhke supermarketnoi na pandus
And who's with whom? In a supermarket cart on the ramp
Ya budu pomnit’, ti budesh’ pomnit’ nash etot avgust
I'll remember, you'll remember this August of ours
Nashe Z1-oe chislo
Our 31st day
Kak napominan’e vmesto slo-ov
Like a reminder instead of wor-ds
O chyom klyalis’ mi volnam?
What did we swear to the waves?
Skol’ko raz ne pomnyu
I don't remember how many times
A yesli skoro smoyut volni
And if the waves soon wash away
Nashi zamki iz peska
Our castles of sand
Chto ti pervim delom vspomnish’
What will you remember first
Yesli sprosyat pro menya?
If they ask about me?
Tam, gde drugie stroyat steni
Where others build walls
Mi postroili mosti
We built bridges
Yest’ v godu odna problema
There's one problem in the year
Avgust eto ti
August is you
Mesto, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A place where we're good, and where you're mine
Vremya, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A time where we're good, and where you're mine
Mesyats, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A month where we're good, and where you're mine
Ti moya, ti moya, a
You're mine, you're mine, ah
Mesto, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A place where we're good, and where you're mine
Vremya, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A time where we're good, and where you're mine
Mesyats, gde nam khorosho, i gde ti moya
A month where we're good, and where you're mine
Ti moya, ti moya, a
You're mine, you're mine, ah
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