I
Life is coming in and out of me
All foretime was just a sleep
What's for real, nothing but
This moment: splendent, wisping loveliness...
There, above the monumental
Clouds of grey
I yell, but no sound
Aeon echoes
Silence grimly starts to dement
Chorus:
Mig zabvennoy krasoty:
nad vechnost'yu smeyas',
Ty, velikoye nichto, bozhestvennaya gryaz',
V pasti alykh okeanov uvlekayesh' vnov',
Gde yediny v potseluye - svet i zhizn' i krov'
II
Termination from the start
Withal hearsecloth did us part
Mercifully, oh deep in my mind I
Still need you, in any form
Leave me be.
«No, don't void me!
We must away together, for we...
.. Keep in mind, for we were the same
night of tongues and flame»
III
Surfeited with pleasures and pains,
With carnal flesh, cold remains
Wish to vomit out them all
From my life, my body,
My soul
Run away from this place
May my heart lie in the snow,
Trembling
For it is my misery, my wormwood
And the gall
... I sgoryu ya dotla na kholodnom vetru
I v perstakh tishiny ya rassyplyus' bezzhiznennym prakhom
YA stoyu, ustremlyaya svoy vzor v beskonechnuyu t'mu
Bez terzaniy, bez boli, bez strakha
(I rassyplyus' bezzhiznennym prakhom)
Life is coming in and out of me
All foretime was just a sleep
What's for real, nothing but
This moment: splendent, wisping loveliness...
There, above the monumental
Clouds of grey
I yell, but no sound
Aeon echoes
Silence grimly starts to dement
Chorus:
Mig zabvennoy krasoty:
nad vechnost'yu smeyas',
Ty, velikoye nichto, bozhestvennaya gryaz',
V pasti alykh okeanov uvlekayesh' vnov',
Gde yediny v potseluye - svet i zhizn' i krov'
II
Termination from the start
Withal hearsecloth did us part
Mercifully, oh deep in my mind I
Still need you, in any form
Leave me be.
«No, don't void me!
We must away together, for we...
.. Keep in mind, for we were the same
night of tongues and flame»
III
Surfeited with pleasures and pains,
With carnal flesh, cold remains
Wish to vomit out them all
From my life, my body,
My soul
Run away from this place
May my heart lie in the snow,
Trembling
For it is my misery, my wormwood
And the gall
... I sgoryu ya dotla na kholodnom vetru
I v perstakh tishiny ya rassyplyus' bezzhiznennym prakhom
YA stoyu, ustremlyaya svoy vzor v beskonechnuyu t'mu
Bez terzaniy, bez boli, bez strakha
(I rassyplyus' bezzhiznennym prakhom)