Girls band was dancing and singing in English,
I didn't understand a word,
May be they were singing:
Life is not what you see,
Life is what you dream.
The end of the Soviet Union era
And the end of my parents marriage.
Lines in new unemployment office,
Almost entire our city are standing in lines.
We are all doctors,
My grandmother says surely that we all will survive.
Parents are busy, we had nothing to do after school.
Somewhere in abandoned building our school bags were on the floor.
Cheap vodka, cigarette,
Try and you see the real things.
I tried only once,
Because that evening,
The girls band was singing on our dirty street,
They were singing only for me:
Life is not what you see,
Life is what you dream.
