Ещё немного [Esche Nemnogo] [English translation]

Open up, thundering sky,

Heaten up, icy sun,

Steppe grass is making our bed,

Steel stars are yearning for our head.*

Heal, my wound, I command you,

Miss me, dashing bullet.

Just a bit more, oh, just a bit!

Just have to stay through this night

and live through the day...**

Wings will burn in the wind,

Tales will incarnate in real world,

Vivid rains will sprinkle our eyes,

Earthly gods will come out to see us.

A ship will come on dew,

Spokes of the wheel will go mad,

Just a bit more, oh, just a bit!

Just have to stay through this night

and live through the day...

Open up, thundering sky,

Heaten up, icy sun,

Steppe grass is making our bed,

Steel stars are yearning for our head.

I shall sharpen my sword to the edge,

Go along, brother, go along!

Just a bit more, oh, just a bit!

Just have to stay through this night

and live through the day...