Ещё не вечер [Eshchyo ne vecher] [English translation]

You're at war

Everything burns in hands.

The line of mind -

A blade in the palms.

And the wine strains the voice,

Like glass was once grinded

And turned to dust.

It's not over yet:

Under the heart -

A stranger's body.

It's not too late yet:

Splinter**

The sun hasn't burned out yet.

The pain haunts you

Like blind revenge.

But the battle will show -

Home is no more a fortress.

And the water'll flow under the rock,

(And will) Break it with the fast streams

And will once turn to dust.

It's not over yet:

Under the heart -

A stranger's body.

It's not too late yet:

Splinter

The sun hasn't burned out yet.