День рождения моей смерти [Den' rozhdeniya moej smerti] [English translation]

Today at daybreak

I lost my shadow of hope

I entangled myself in the nets

Being too lazy to disentangle though

And as if under a spell

I forgot the order of days

Is it my birthday today

Or the day of my death?

I am all alone in this world

Only emptiness awaits me ahead

Is it the roof or a thin line

Under my feet?

I am nearly God's equal

I am higher than a king

I will put my foot on the edge

And say: "Hello, Earth!"

And then at one stroke

I will solve all of my problems

By my imperishable ashes

And in the end I will sin

I know that sooner or later

Whether you believe me or not

It will come anyway -

The birthday of my death...

• Artist:Vitas
• Album:Философия чуда