Вот и я не иду до конца [Vot i ya ne idu do kontsa] [English translation]

And the Moon...

And the Moon...

Even I do not go till the end

And the promised words I wouldn't say -

I am trying to save half a face,

Half a face I am trying to save.

I just want not to scare my luck off,

I don't call it, I merely shake,

As I'm trying to save half a face,

Half a face I am trying to save.

And the Moon would reflect in a pond

As a silvery drowned girlfriend,

And I'm walking as if on thin ice,

Still not knowing where my path will end. (x2)

Heat of silence is louder than songs,

And your words are much sweeter than mead,

Utmost secret is keeping itself,

Just my head's getting dizzy indeed.

Thread of fate might still be yours to weave,

To drink fire from stretched out arms,

To believe that you too are kept

By the circle outlined with white chalk.

And the Moon would reflect in a pond

As a silvery drowned girlfriend,

And I'm walking as if on thin ice,

Still not knowing where my path will end. (x2)

Even I do not go till the end

And the promised words I wouldn't say -

I am trying to save half a face,

Half a face I am trying to save.

And the Moon...

And the Moon...

And the Moon would reflect in a pond

As a silvery drowned girlfriend,

And I'm walking as if on thin ice,

Still not knowing where my path will end. (x2)

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Чужестранец 2014