В городе так много суеты... Все время ждешь...

There is so much fuss in the city ...
All the while waiting for your dreams to come true
Run, hurry, hurry
And how would everyone be in time and not make anyone laugh
And out of town is such a grace
Here the sky, the stars and I want to fly
It's easy to breathe here.
I do not want to look out the window
Here I want to run, walk
And to fully eat your life ...
And there is so much fuss in the city ...
That sometimes we even forget about our dreams ...