Печаль [Pechal’] [English translation]

The big city setled on the cold ground,

There are burning lamps and honking cars.

And over the city is night, and over the night is moon,

And today moon is red as drop of blood

There is house, there is light

There are seeing the distance from the window

But why there is the sadness?

I'm alive and health

I will have all life

But why there are the sadness?

And around me is the bliss, seeing nothing

And around me is beauty, nothing is seeing

And everyone cries "hurrah", and everyone runs forwards

And daybreak starts over it