Лодочка [Lodochka] [English translation]

well, now when you going

like a rock a hundred tons

in my chest tossing and turning

like dull bells of Notre Dame

along the cloudy shores

now you will wander alone

we were one of those gods

who didn't spare their own

who piled up ice,

invented all those words,

from under the blue water

pulled out islands

who changed the river flow

and weaved the night

time to switch on the snow

and leave without goodbye

believe me, when I say:

you were brightest, my love

we have tailored the sun's rays

and established a laugh

time to except the gifts

from the mother of silence.

there will be more worlds.

and ours have came to an end.

time, breaking the oars and leave

depart on a journey:

lie in the golden myth

and push the boat away.

P.

• Artist:Mariya Chaykovskaya