Вчера был праздник поражения
Накинула пальто и вышла
Бежала тень моя быстро
Так, что не было слышно
Прими моё поражение
На радость себе прими
Я стала тенью быстро
Ты за ней не ходи
Не ходи, не ходи
Вечером воздух серый душный
Город словно не родной
Фонари так светят тускло
Ты мне стал совсем чужой
Ты мне стал совсем
Прими моё поражение
На радость себе прими
Я стала тенью быстро
Ты за ней не ходи
Не ходи, не ходи
Yesterday was a celebration of defeat
I threw on my coat and went out
My shadow ran quickly
So that it was not heard
Accept my defeat
Accept it for your own joy
I quickly became a shadow
Don't follow her
Don't follow, don't follow
In the evening the air is gray and stuffy
The city seems not native
The streetlights shine so dimly
You have become completely alien to me
You have become completely
Accept my defeat
Accept it for your own joy
I quickly became a shadow
Don't follow her
Don't follow, don't follow
