Ya risuyu chyernoy kraskoy,   Na stenye tupaye slova,   Dlya myenya ono nevazhna,   Dlya tyebya ono ne snova,   Dlya menya ono naprasna,   Dlya tebya neabjadima,   Ya risuyu chernoy kraskoy,   Ya risuyu kriva, kriva.     Pulya v sertse mozk na dvertsu,   Nimbi, krilya adyebaem,   Beliy plaschik,   Dushu f nyeba,   Sloshi v yaschik,   Atpuskaem.     Pulya v sertse mozk na dvertsu,   Nimbi, krilya adyebaem,   Beliy plaschik,   Dushu f nyeba,   Sloshi v yaschik,   Atpuskaem.     Vrimya snova tryadsat trisit,   Mi s taboy seychas ne fmeste,   Ty sidish f uglu I plachesh   Mozhet bit minya durachish,   Ya liublyu tebya poslushat,   Pakrivay mnye tolka dushu,   Misli zeds ne prigodyatsya.   Vremya snova tryadsat dvatsat.       Pulya v sertse mozk na dvertsu,   Nimbi, krilya adyebaem,   Beliy plaschik,   Dushu f nyeba,   Sloshi v yaschik,   Atpuskaem.     Pulya v sertse mozk na dvertsu,   Nimbi, krilya adyebaem,   Beliy plaschik,   Dushu f nyeba,   Sloshi v yaschik,   Atpuskaem.     (repeat 3x)      [English translation: White Robe]    (Lena)  Feeling ugly looking pretty  yellow ribbons,black grafetti  Word is written,bond is broken  No big secrets left unspoken  Sun is painted in the corner  But its never getting warmer  All the lies they keep on selling  But you never check the spelling    (Yulia)  Flying bullets   Hit the targets  Wings and haloes  Five to seven  In this white robe  Through the darkness   Paragliding   Back to heaven    (Lena)  Time is running we are sitting  But togetherjust for splitting  You are crying in the corner   Always next and never former  Open up and let me hear it  Former body future spirit  Brain is usless chair is rocking  Open doors for dead man walking    (Yulia)  (repeat 3x)    Flying bullets   Hit the targets  Wings and haloes  Five to seven  In this white robe  Through the darkness   Paragliding   Back to heaven