Камикадзе [Kamikadze] [English translation]

By my moral sense decree

I enrolled as a kamikaze.

With a full bomb load I'm taking flight.

Fuel - just to reach my goal,

That the one I've my sights on,

And I plan to take it out tonight.

Nerves are stretched to the limit -

Die - but die in strong spirit.

So I go into my last steep dive.

Those who are at the battle stations,

Starring up, without sensation,

Aware of their chances to survive!

My parachute was left at home,

On a green of the airfield lawn.

Even if I wish to - it is a one-way trip.

The clouds now are inverted,

The forehead veins are inflated,

And my chest is squeezed with overloads' grip.

Skies are crowded with tracers,

I'm diving like a razor,

Special beauty is in my flight.

Life is ending in three seconds,

No regrets and no blessings,

Trees will blossom at my home site!

No, they will not reach their port.

This is it. I'm touching boards.

The dilated pupils will return

All my long way to the goal -

One, that I've my sights on.

I'll save others even if I'll burn!

There is a reason with your roll

To claim somebody's soul,

And to give yours back in the return.

There is a reason to reach this goal -

One that I've my sights on,

Just because others had to keep living on!

• Artist:Alexander Rozenbaum