Agent zimi podzhyog listvu
Winter agent sets fire to the foliage
Ves’ mir gorit, i ya zhivu
The whole world burns and I live
Bez zapasnikh aerodromov
Without spare airfields
Vdikhayu dim minuvshikh dnei
I inhale the smoke of passed days
Or: I breathe in the smoke of days gone by
Smotryu na blesk nochnikh ognei
I look at the shine of the night lights
Or: I look at the brilliance of the night lights