Lyrics Анастасия Афанасьева - Красные девочки, рисующие на асфальте белесые круги

Red girls drawing whitish circles on the asphalt

Tin boys drawing a circle of a soccer field

You are caught

You are understood

Take care of the twigs you draw with, do not take care of the crayons, take care, do not take care

This is how you think on the way to work, you will remember something like that,

While looking for money for a ticket

An attentive controller looks not just into the eyes: into the pupils

Pours change into his palm - silver mugs: quite a trifle -

One, two pennies

Take it, give it to us anyway

I listen in silence and he repeats:

Take it, give it to us anyway

I say "yes", the controller walks away and becomes silent

What You Can't Hear on a Winter Morning Tram

This is how you think: how does he know everything about you?

While the change is warm in a leather wallet

Transforms in a leather wallet in my hand

While I accept it - I prepare to give it away

While I give (no longer quite) it, I take something else

While the morning trams are with me inside

wind up expanding circles

red girls paint expanding circles

tin boys paint expanding circles

Take care, but do not take care