Круги на воде [Krugi na vode] [English translation]

Some have hit the bottom, аnd some don’t even care

Pitied, but forgotten tomorrow, аs if never were and never begotten.

Some have risen up, аnd never returned,

But they smile down upon us, through the eyes of our memories

The cold dawn of a new day assaults us, let it come

Everything remaining in this universe, everything revolving in this universe

Will return back to us, like circles that ripple in the water

Nothing ever disappears without a trace, nothing ever disappears without a trace

Some kind of random course, predestined fatal sort

We’re together inside of this spiral of obtaining and losing and finding

And what remains of us, cities of frozen ice

Simply wait til the climate is warmer. No regrets, not a breath filled with sorrow.

The cold dawn of a new day assaults us, let it come

Everything remaining in this universe, everything revolving in this universe

Will return back to us, like circles that ripple in the water

Nothing ever disappears without a trace, nothing ever disappears without a trace

The revelatory moment, secrets, enimga

The hand of god, uniting joy and terror

So many times I tried, but still

My stone flies into the water and always in the circles’s center

Tried to throw it from the south, from the west and twilight,

In the morning, from different directions, varying types of stones,

With another hand, skipping it as I jump, blindly... some sort of trap

No matter what, always the center of the circle... year after year...

The cold dawn of a new day assaults us, let it come

Everything remaining in this universe, everything revolving in this universe

Will return back to us, like circles that ripple in the water

Nothing ever disappears without a trace, nothing ever disappears without a trace

The cold dawn of a new day assaults us, let it come

Everything remaining in this universe, everything revolving in this universe

Will return back to us, like circles that ripple in the water

Nothing ever disappears without a trace, nothing ever disappears without a trace

• Artist:Slot
• Album:Septima