As a connoisseur of Soviet synthwave music & loving metal as well as EDM occasionally, this is definitely very interesting. Would you call this Sovietpunk Doma because that would be the perfect name for this genre: Sovietpunk "House". I don't support the ideology; I just love the culture of this period in Russian history.
Love this game and also soundtrack. Amazing atmosphere. Play it only with russian language, because english language not showing real atmosphere of the game.
The best English translation I've come up with: [Verse 1] The Earth’s outside the window, the Earth’s outside the window, The Earth’s outside the window, clear to see. Just like a son who misses home, just like a son who misses home, We long for Earth, our one and only dream. The stars, they keep on shining, the stars, they keep on shining, They're closer, but still cold as they can be. And just like in an eclipse, and just like in an eclipse, We wait for light, and dream of Earth so green. [Chorus] And in our dreams, we hear no roar of rockets, Not this cold and endless, starry sea. We dream of grass, the grass beside our houses, So green, so green, the grass that used to be. [Verse 2] We travel far on orbits, on paths no one’s explored yet, Through space that meteors have streaked across. Our courage and our daring, this cosmic music sharing, Flows through our work, no matter what the cost. In some faint misty morning, the Earth’s outside the window, With dawn or dusk just glimmering far away. Just like a son who misses home, just like a son who misses home, A mother waits, the Earth awaits her day. [Chorus] And in our dreams, we hear no roar of rockets, Not this cold and endless, starry sea. We dream of grass, the grass beside our houses, So green, so green, the grass that used to be. [Chorus] (Repeat) And in our dreams, we hear no roar of rockets, Not this cold and endless, starry sea. We dream of grass, the grass beside our houses, So green, so green, the grass that used to be.
