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Changes!
There is the greenery of glass instead of warmth
There is smoke instead of fire
One day is pulled out of the calendar's net
The red sun is burning to ashes
And so is the day
A shadow falls over the burning city
Our hearts are calling for changes!
Our eyes are calling for changes!
With our laugh, and with our tears,
And with the pulsation of our veins:
Changes!
We are waiting for changes!
Electric light extends our day
And the box of matches is empty
But the blue flower of gas is burning in the kitchen*
We're holding сigarettes in our hands, we have tea on the table -
This arrangement is simple.
There is nothing left, everything is inside of us.
Our hearts are calling for changes!
Our eyes are calling for changes!
With our laugh, and with our tears,
And with the pulsation of our veins:
Changes!
We are waiting for changes!
We can't say we have wisdom in our eyes
Or deft gestures in our hands
We don't need any of it to understand each other
We're holding сigarettes in our hands, we have tea on the table -
That's how the circle is closed
And suddenly we are scared to change anything
Our hearts are calling for changes!
Our eyes are calling for changes!
With our laugh, and with our tears,
And with the pulsation of our veins:
Changes!
We are waiting for changes!
Submitted by 
Vit on 2017-12-15
Vit on 2017-12-15Added in reply to request by 
jana.dntpls
jana.dntpls Subtitles created by 
vil4ckc on Tue, 27/05/2025 - 17:17
vil4ckc on Tue, 27/05/2025 - 17:17✕
Translations of "Перемен (Peremen)"
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Don Juan 
Diazepan Medina
Mon, 26/05/2025 - 16:06
The source lyrics have been updated. Please review your translation.
* There was a practice of "saving matches" in late Soviet period: gas ovens used to be turned on for days, not to use new matches.