5400 (8200) [Translation of Boris Grebenschikov's song]

Lyrics and music by Boris Grebenschikov Translated by Yury Nesterenko 5400 miles of void space - But we still have no shelter where night to spend. I could be happy, if you weren't the case, If you weren't the case, my mother - my land. I could be happy, but too late to start - Just we have red where all the others have blue. Silver down through the wind, a sickle - through the heart, And, like a Sirin bird, my soul will soar over you. Original song (mp3) http://www1.aquarium.lipetsk.ru/MESTA/mp3/1994_Kostroma_mon_amour/04%20Track.mp3 1. The original title is "8200", because the span is measured in verstas (old Russian linear measure). Versta is about 0.66 of a mile. 2. Sirin - a mythical bird with woman's head and breasts from Russian folklore.