Время любви пришло [Vremya ljubvi prishlo] [English translation]

Upon bonfires of stone

The wind is kissing the seven-winds grass. *1

Into Heaven

the wanderer has returned, clad in the silk of snake-bent words.

Monsters in the night

are not empowered to call your names.

The season of love has come.

Who is to become your lover here?

The time of love has come.

Only the blind cannot see:

on the night's bosom, the lovers lie asleep.

Sing the song quietly,

For they just fell asleep, shouldn't wake them up.

Pierce bolder the prime of day,

the wind of love does not know the groan of walls.

His lucent track

is similar to the eternity of Heaven.

The time of love has come.