Об устройстве небесного свода [Ob ustroystve nebesnogo svoda] [English translation]

For the snow falls steeply upwards,

For there won't be higher, bolder, sweeter.

For the life has easily switched to a run,

We run away from each other, and farther, farther.

At the heights where the eagles sleep,

Further we run light;

Like a Scythian arrow's tip

I'm gripped in the palm of your hand.

In the sky are the stars, fire and ice,

Icy bells;

Their sound pierces the firmament,

Like an arrow sent forth.

For the snow falls steeply upwards,

For there won't be higher, bolder, sweeter.

For the life has easily switched to a run,

We run away from each other, and farther, farther.

Beyond the firmament's edge

Is a ticking clockwork -

Meaning, we're short of time,

Most important is to not glance back down.

The rhythm of gears and turbines

Won't let us stray in the dark.

If my bell falls down from the summits,

Bury it in the ground.

For the snow falls steeply upwards,

For there won't be higher, bolder, sweeter.

For the life has easily switched to a run,

We run away from each other, and farther, farther.

And the wheels turn, lightnings, millstones,

Go grind your heart into dust, let it fly off towards April.

Because when I love you - I am in the right.

The snow falls, the wings whirl, the world spins faster and faster.

• Artist:Melnitsa
• Album:Алхимия (2015)