Имя Моей Тоски [Imya moej toski] [English translation]

She burns like a lash of a whip.

She's all here, but she's inaccessible.

The reflection in the glass, the fire beyond the river.

And - if you want - walk on the water, or become other, but

He whispers - Holy Lord, teach me

The name of my depression.

Between you and me - there's each my word;

About that, how the snow is slow;

About that, how the skies are high:

Lord, if You are not able

Let me out of the cage of this blood -

Teach me

The name of my depression.

You are too far from me.

Too far from me -

Like air from fire, water from wave, heart from blood;

And here I am falling down, already at two steps from the ground:

Lord, watch.

You forgave me everything, and I know - you are true;

But your ever-burning light will go out, touching the hand.

Lord, if I am back, I'll be back clean;

All the rest after me:

Teach me the name of my depression