После насPosle nas

After Us

The flood is already here. And after?

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The song was inspired by everything that had happened over the last few years, which back then felt especially raw. It got me thinking about what kind of world we are leaving to our children. “After us” doesn’t mean after us, the forty-year-olds, but after those whose adult life is only just beginning, like Maya’s and Kirill’s.

Lyrics

The translation is a crib, not a singing version.

Над нами проплывает горизонт,
Nad nami proplyvayet gorizont,
Нас орошая чёрными слезами,
Nas oroshaya chornymi slezami,
И мы, как персонажи Мураками,
I my, kak personazhi Murakami,
Не знаем, где реальность и где сон
Ne znayem, gde realʼnostʼ i gde son
Скажи, зачем среди могильных плит
Skazhi, zachem sredi mogilʼnykh plit
Не преданных земле цивилизаций
Ne predannykh zemle tsivilizatsiy
Нам довелось с тобою оказаться
Nam dovelosʼ s toboyu okazatʼsya
Последними, кто их похоронит?
Poslednimi, kto ikh pokhoronit?
До нас don’t stop, до нас go now,
Do nas don’t stop, do nas go now,
Вся жизнь сейчас, вся жизнь игра
Vsya zhiznʼ seychas, vsya zhiznʼ igra
При нас потоп, при нас война,
Pri nas potop, pri nas voyna,
А после нас…
A posle nas…
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The horizon floats by above us,
Sprinkling us with black tears,
And we, like Murakami’s characters,
Don’t know which is reality and which is a dream
Tell me, why is it among the gravestones
Of civilizations never committed to the earth
That you and I have happened to end up
The last ones to bury them?
Before us, don’t stop, before us, go now,
All of life is now, all of life is a game
, in our time the war,
And after us…
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Music and lyrics: Vova Zakharov