Звезда По Имени Солнце [Zvezda po imyeni Solntse] [English translation]

White snow and gray ice

Cover dry and cracked ground.

Like a patchwork blanket

There lies a city in the noose of the roads.

Over the city the clouds pass

Blocking the heavenly light.

Over the city yellow smoke floats;

The city’s two thousand years old

Lived in the light of the star

Called Sun…

And for two thousand years the war rages on,

War with no particular reasons.

War – business of the young,

Remedy against wrinkles

Freshly spilled blood is so very red

In an hour there is just ground

In two it’s covered by grass and flowers

In three it’s alive once again

Warmed by the rays of the star

Called Sun…

And we know that it has always been this way

That he is loved most by Destiny

Who lives by different laws

And who is fated to die young

He knows not words 'yes’ and 'no’

He remembers neither ranks, nor names

And is capable of reaching the stars

Without thinking it must be just a dream

And fall down, scorched by the star

Called Sun.