Острів [Ostriv] [English translation]

The island on the background of pity,

Embraces the orphan.

A white bird will not fly out when its house is on fire!

The end is not in sight!

I want to breathe freely!

I'll throw down here my roots!

The beast of prey is man,

Me being like that is repulsive

I am escaping from the hands of my son!

The island on the background of pity,

Embraces the orphan.

A white bird is like a dream, It remembers the horizon!

I return with my thoughts!

I touch with my hands!

From the pain I hide!

Mythical portraits,

Sad silhouettes

I do catch in the net.

I will put them to remember

Into the photo album.

• Artist:KAZKA
• Album:Sounds of Chernobyl