Ну вот и всё [Nu vot i vsyo] [English translation]

On the road of fantastic fires,

I walked, trying to find

Only you out of hundreds.

But, God can see - I am out of luck once more.

I will chase away the stupid pain

That like a knife, hurts my heart.

I could have forgiven you everything,

But not the betrayal and not the lie.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

I am leaving from your life.

It's just that outside the window,

The cold January wind is crying.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

Till death do us part

I wanted to be with you,

But it looks like it's not fated this way.

I will chase away the stupid pain

That like a knife, hurts my heart.

I could have forgiven you everything,

But not the betrayal and not the lie.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

I am leaving from your life.

It's just that outside the window,

The cold January wind is crying.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

Till death do us part

I wanted to be with you,

But it looks like it's not fated this way.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

I am leaving from your life.

It's just that outside the window,

The cold January wind is crying.

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

So, this is it,

Till death do us part

I wanted to be with you,

But it looks like it's not fated this way.

• Artist:Stas Mikhailov