This week’s Russian pop song: “Balloon” by Mr. Credo. (The version I usually listen to is a remix of this that mostly features the chorus.)

Here are the translated lyrics (courtesy of Google Translate and lyricstranslate.com):

The balloon,
The air in the sense of like my fantasy,
He hangs between heaven and earth,
How often do I hang out
Flying in the astral world, gliding over the clouds
And heading to nowhere
I want to reach the depths of consciousness
But the fear, all broken off, as always.
Fear of excess weight,
With his soul, I will cast him as ballast
Let this step,
Help me get up and give hope.
Hope I,
And those who believe that love will save the world
Love and Blood of
Who gave us the blood.

Chorus:
I am going on a big balloon
Where I do not know why I do not know
And swim beneath me the sea and the country
And I’m flying by the will of the wind in the vast ocean
Flying on a big balloon
Where I do not know why I do not know
I have a dream where I find and lose, his cherished
dream

The balloon,
He is the embodiment of freedom and dreams
A priceless gift
Was sent to us to see the ground from a height
Do you understand what
With only the head was able to understand your
No one can explain to you all,
The answers hide all gloom.