Остров [Ostrov] [English translation]

Slow down, let the sunset descend on your shoulders,

I am out of breath, I couldn't hear the end of your laugh.

Slow down, you might scare this evening away now

And we will lose track of each other in [the] dark.

We have closed our eyes and imagined a faraway island,

We've imagined the light breeze and the names for ourselves.

And we still do not know who of us by the sunrise

Will be waiting: how soon will be covered by waves...

This sad island where everything

Isn't as it seemed in the past,

This sad island where every step's

Like a churchbell that tears the sky.

Slow down, let the sunset descend on your shoulders,

I have not ever breathed, I have not ever breathed with such ease.

Slow down, let the wind do everything for you,

It erases our footsteps, it covers them with the sand frieze...

This sad island where everything

Isn't as it seemed in the past,

This sad island where every step's

Like a churchbell that tears the sky.

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Ieroglif (Иероглиф)