Не твоя війна [Ne tvoya viyna] [English translation]

Battle at dawn. Sun and smoke.

Few know how it will end.

What will be in the young minds tomorrow?

Someone will have hope, someone fear.

Refrain 1:

Viburnum’s branches bent.

Mother, to whom did we pray?

How many more your children

Will the war that’s not yours take?

The daughters and sons became parents,

Kept seeing the colourful dreams

And kissed the hands of the lies,

Gave their days for the quiet nights.

Refrain 1.

It was so good there in the past,

Where there was no sweat and no tears.

But there was no purpose in that,

I can’t be like that, and how will you be able to?!

Refrain 2:

Viburnum’s branches bent.

Mother, we prayed to the wrong ones!

How many more your children

Will the war that’s not yours take?