Чужой [Chuzhoy] [English translation]

He came just an hour before the dawn

Bringing sadness and pheasant's eye on his shoulders

Не squinted at the moon, frowned at the grey clouds

He went round a village widdershins1

And winds were silent on green steep slopes

And guard birds watched the trees

You're an alien - lights flickered in the blue windows

You'll sell out, you'll betray for a dime - they knew it

He knocked on the door where cherries ripened

Where she sang her songs and strung beads

Where animals frisked, where feathers danced

Leaves rustled about an intruder coming

You're a stranger, you're different, you're not my loved one

But wait, it's raining behind the window, don't go, free your mind

Where is your memory - a string of tin rings?

Where is your heart - a silver jingle?

Dropped it on the road, paid with it in a tavern

Thiefs might've taken it away over the brown ridge

So I let you in, I forgave you

Don't cry about your heart, I'll make another one

How to get to know, how to keep a "rolling stone"2

How to give a home, to captivate, not to let go..

Mountains expected spring, sent the sun to bring her

Pine trees dreamed to become ship musts

A clump of pheasant's eye left on the doorstep

In a moment I turned around, but he was long gone

And a magpie took your jingle-heart

To the empty nest on the oak tree

No need to call you, your words are like grass underfoot

Like cane, like a bird cry, like one moment of your long way

The wind drives you to the east through water and sand, through the bitter juice of wormwood

Impossible to reach you, impossible to catch, impossible to get your name..

1. Go against the sun course, walk around an object by keeping it on the left, which is often considered bad luck.2. A wanderer, a person who likes to move without settling down in one place or with one person.