My rock-n-roll - Bi-2, Yulia Chicherina

The worlds will cry like rain, there, where you are no longer waiting for me,
The breeze at night will bring some coolness to you,
Our faces will be blank with only shadows of sunrise
From that place where you are no longer waiting for me.

The roas is my home and it's not a place for love.

It's not new but improved, one and the same.

And, preparing for the long journey, I'll restlessly give you a hand sign
Saying farewell to you as if to a legend.

And everything that once was clear will later be unveiled,
My rock and roll has no purpose nor it's a remedy.