Peremen!

Vmesto tepla – zelen’ stekla
Vmesto ognya – dym
Iz setki kalendarya vykhvachen den’
Krasnoe solntse sgoraet dotla
Den’ dogoraet s nim
Na pylayushchiy gorod padaet ten’

Peremen! trebuyut nashi serdtsa
Peremen! trebuyut nashi glaza
V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh
I v pul’satsii ven
Peremen! My zhdem peremen!

Elektricheskiy svet prodolzhaet nash den’
I korobka ot spichek pusta
No na kukhne sinim tsvetkom gorit gaz
Sigarety v rukakh, chay na stole – eta skhema prosta
I bol’she net nichego, vse nakhoditsya v nas

Peremen! trebuyut nashi serdtsa
Peremen! trebuyut nashi glaza
V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh
I v pul’satsii ven
Peremen! My zhdem peremen

My ne mozhem pokhvastat’sya mudrost’yu glaz
I umelymi zhestami ruk
Nam ne nuzhno vse eto, chtoby drug druga ponyat’
Sigarety v rukakh, chay na stole – tak zamykaetsya krug
I vdrug nam stanovitsya strashno chto-to menyat’

Peremen! trebuyut nashi serdtsa
Peremen! trebuyut nashi glaza
V nashem smekhe i v nashikh slezakh
I v pul’satsii ven
Peremen! My zhdem peremen!