День, коли святі... [Den' koly sviati...] [English translation]

I was resting there, at the river's bottom,

Waiting so long.

There was searching for a friendly hand

and searched for God.

This day will not be forgotten

Day - out of memory.

The day when hundreds of miracles come true.

This day will not be forgotten

Day - out of memory

The day when saints come down from Heaven.

From Heaven.

Take a look in future and you'll see

There is no one.

Take a look in future and don't cry.

Everything goes, everything goes away.

This day will not be forgotten

Day - out of memory

The day when hundreds of miracles come true.

This day will not be forgotten

Day - out of memory

The day when saints come down from heaven.

From heaven.

And you breathe, you can.

You can! you can.

Under the water open your lungs and breathe

open your lungs and breathe, breathe, breathe...

• Artist:Vivienne Mort
• Album:teatr PipinO (2013)