Песенка о святости, мыше и камыше [Pesenka o svyatosti, myshe i kamyshe] [English translation]

They shook hands and saw people off

They lied, shat, and loudly screamed

A murderous little curse-filled song, which

Ohh

Can't be heard with ears

Can't be known with brains

The whole night as I was sleeping, I knew a thing so strange,

That nobody can remember, neither you nor I,

Nor a mouse nor a reed nor a parrot nor a belt

Ohh

It can't be touched with hands

Can't be named with words

The blind hunter shoots without aiming,

A cup shattered

So it can't be caught and can't be measured

Not anymore, it can't be caught and can't be known

Holy is the one who heard the echo

Twice holy is the one who saw the reflection

A hundred times holy is the one in whose pocket lies that thing, which

Ohh

Can't be seen with eyes

Can't be known with brains

The blind hunter shoots without aiming,

A cup shattered

So it can't be caught and can't be measured

Not anymore, it can't be caught and can't be measured

Not anymore, it can't be caught and can't be measured

Not anymore, it can't be caught and can't be known

They shook hands and saw people off

They lied, shat, gave birth, killed

Gave signs to you and me, which

Ohh

Can't be seen with eyes

Can't be known with brains.

• Artist:Egor i Opizdenevshie