V dumakh o devushke iz GTSP KNR

The lights are flashing in Shanghai's head,
Hearts shattered into pieces,
In the opera, the whole crystal dome,
Drowning in love's artillery shell.
The shell of love, like a needle, sinks,
Dividing the sky with an elegant line,
The scent of honeysuckle forgives,
An unquenchable lamp of eternal light.

With the enchanting charm of a fairy tale,
She corners everyone with her beauty,
Every move precise, not a single miss,
The martial arts of love are no joke!
In the crystal landscapes of the capital's nightlife,
I searched for a place for my hearts,
Today I deciphered your skin,
Maybe it’s a dance, or maybe it’s wisdom.