Игла [Igla] [English translation]

Not a needle of steel but grief

Punctured my chest today like leaf,

I'll get up leaving for sunset,

Don't abandon me, don't forget.

Is it real or a whim of mine,

In the window this rain and sky?

Guiding star brings no heat my way,

Must be painted up there... Yeah.

Let the wind blow me off by dawn,

I don't know how I still hold on.

The star does not light up my way,

Must be painted up there... Yeah.

You would say: "Wait a minute more,

Sun will rise as it did before."

Only is it still there to call?

I'm not sure it matters at all.

Not a needle of steel but grief

Punctured my chest today like leaf,

I'll get up leaving for sunset,

Don't abandon me, don't forget.

How'd it happen, that world got cold,

World of shadows and empty roads?

Too bad, star has not lit my way,

Must've been painted up there,

Must've been painted up there... Yeah.