Чужой Среди Своих [Chuzhoy sredi svoikh] [English translation]

Your soft hands, which are the sweetest things to me

Your smile and the look in your eye, that warm my heart

I'm gently writing them in my mind

Trying to memorize this very moment

And it seems like heaven when I'll meet

Your eyes, among other such lonely eyes

To light and go down aflame again

As the stars that we have witnessed fall

When darkness falls in my dream

I'm looking for you again

In the faces of passersby strangers

Who were still once relatives

They’ve been gone a long time

But in my own footsteps rolls

My past is as good as a languidness in my chest

I'm a stranger among others like me

And I wake up once again

With each passing day

Under my own skin

The pain of my dramatic loss is getting stronger

It's as if my heart's been ripped out

Leaving nothing but wound

In which with confidence

It's fading away slowly

Right into voids of the universe

Filled with echo of

Failed retributions

What remained in this world

Is nothing but storms and craters

And my heart, that's properly

And so well-hidden

When darkness falls in my dream

I'm looking for you again

In the faces of passersby strangers

Who were still once relatives

They’ve been gone a long time

But in my own footsteps rolls

My past as good as a languidness in my chest

I'm a stranger among others like me

When darkness falls in my dream

I'm looking for you again

In the faces of passersby strangers

Who were still once relatives

They’ve been gone a long time

But in my own footsteps rolls

My past as good as a languidness in my chest

I'm a stranger among others like me