Changes - Viktor Tsoi

Instead of warm green windows glass,
Instead of fire smoke.
From calendar table day is taken.
Red sun is burnt,
and day is burning with it.
Shadow comes over burning city.

Our hearts are demanding changes,
Our eyes are demanding changes,
In our laugh and our eyes,
and pulsation vein
demand Changes!
We are waiting for changes.

Electric light gives birth to our day
and match box is empty.
But in kitchen as blue flower gas is burning.
Cigarettes in hands, tea on the table,
It is simple scheme.
And there is nothing else, everything is inner us.

Our hearts are demanding changes,
Our eyes are demanding changes,
In our laugh and our eyes,
and pulsation vein
demand Changes!
We are waiting for changes.

We can't boast of wisdom of eyes
And skilled hand gestures,
We don't need all this to understand each other.
Cigarettes in hands, tea on the table,
So circle is locked.
And suddenly we are afraid to change something.

Our hearts are demanding changes,
Our eyes are demanding changes,
In our laugh and our eyes,
and pulsation vein
demand Changes!
We are waiting for changes.