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some of my favourite stuff is 90s russian music and some of my other favourite stuff is translation. this song i think is from the 2000s actually but i think of the artist as 90s

Spotify , YouTube : Заводной сверчок (Clockwork Cricket)

and my not very good translation

the streets are ringing like my keys bound on their ring
the glassblower blew these glass hedges with a stony face
fashionable cars, grey coats, the world's not changeable
i'll go out the doors, Fall is in the yard, who is there to talk to?
you're probably asleep
the sleepy grass knits into lace, knits over feet, knits over hands, over thoughts and words.
my enemies sleep, my friends sleep, they're not wakeable.
houses made of snow, winter's already come, who is there to talk to?
the sunrise is in gold, the sunset is in soot, the truth is in the (wine/blame -- both possible!)
if they do not kill, the angels will sing, rejoicing in the spring
i'll push away the ice, go out on the balcony, i'll sit and have a smoke
thousands of lights will flare up in the dark, who is there to talk to?
summer on the doorstep, the scents of greenery of phantom woods
the wedding cortege woke up the neighborhood with its screech of breaks
with its many faces and its many hands, the city is lonely
who is there to talk to?
except perhaps to you, clockwork cricket
i'll push away the ice, go out on the balcony, i'll sit and have a smoke
thousands of lights will flare up in the dark, who is there to talk to?