Радость моя [Radost' moya] [English translation]

How to make you hear me,

Incorporeal and weightless?

If you are flesh of the flesh of the word,

And I am blood of the blood of fire?

Let the coals of countless days burn

to ashes inside the bared chest.

The voiceless logos inside of me

Is getting white-hot.

My joy, hold up your palm,

You can push me away with the other.

My joy, here is fire for you,

My love for you grew stronger than my love for fire.

With the sun of the blinding day thrown up high,

With the copper-bodied clang of the bulls,

I talked to you in the tongues of fire -

I know no other tongues.

And in the lilac boiling-hot simoom [desert wind]

I am to bleed out with silver:

I've sacrificed me to my own self,

Only so i could speak you out.

My joy, hold up your palm,

You can push me away with the other.

My joy, here is fire for you,

My love for you grew stronger than my love for fire.

A trustworthy name will open the door

Into the heart of sparkling emptiness.

My joy, believe me -

Nobody believed in me more than you did.

• Artist:Melnitsa
• Album:Радость моя (2012)