Šis ir mans laiks [English translation]

This century is tense for us

And we can't know what will be further

Race, works

And harsh words in rush but

But how to control oneself

And to not waste oneself in arguments

But how not to lose oneself

And how to find time for dreams?

Now I'm capable to be even more gentle

To not run fast over time

But all that stress makes me tense up!

And then I don't like myself anymore

I want to find time for joy

To understand all the birds in head

When all that stress makes me tense up

I say:

This is my time

This is my time

Both harsh and gentle

This is my time

So silent summer, tears

But I hear myself twice as loud

Strength which accumulates

I want to let out, but

But how to control myself

And to not waste myself in arguments

But how not to lose myself

And how to find time for dreams?

Now I'm capable to be even more gentle

To not run fast over time

But all that stress makes me tense up!

And then I don't like myself anymore

I want to find time for joy

To understand all the birds in head

When all that stress makes me tense up

I say:

This is my time

This is my time

Both harsh and gentle

This is my time

This is my time

This century is tense for us (This is my time)

And we can't know what will be further (This is my time)

Race, works

And harsh words in rush but (Both harsh and gentle)

But how to control oneself

And to not waste oneself in arguments?

This is my time