Два великана [Dva velikana] [English translation]

Stop moving, since you're made from granite,

Your shudder can't save you, not now.

Two giants will have a fall out,

Starting to shake the ground.

It's unclear what they hint about,

Feeling choked by the juices deep down,

Two giants will have a fall out,

Starting to shake the ground.

Yes, they are lords of dust, not too shabby!

They have frozen, it seems, [yet] behold:

They start fires inside their bodies

To keep their large eyes from growing cold,

They're forgetting themselves, wave their elbows,

Every neck muscle's pulsing with sparks,

They are roaming with red burning temples

Far away from unsafe paper works.

Don't move now, since you're made from granite,

Don't stop them from entwining their hands,

All our hopes hinge on two crazy giants,

Who have lost their minds on the way.

Don't move, all that was will repeat now,

They will slowly pass by and be gone,

And the dust in their long wake will billow -

[The] soul of the world.