Красная река [Krasnaya reka] [English translation]

The Red river flows

On my path,

I remember I was walking

But can't recall where to I was.

And it seems easy

to cross it by swimming, by walking,

And suddenly you see yourself

Standing as rooted to the spot on its shore.

And the Red river has

The wings of heavenly dawn,

In the Red river

The water is just like my blood.

You want to say something,

Keep silent a little, don't tell anything.

Everything has been said,

Said a thousand times.

No point to repeat it again.

And your beauty is the light in window

For those who lost themselves in the snow,

Your beauty stuns me,

I cannot stay on my feet.

But to make your path to the water

You need to melt this ice with your heart.

The dusk lays here and there's an infinite path

Which leads nowhere.

There's nothing that was made,

Which couldn't be done by someone else

There's nobody who has crossed the river

And there's nobody who hasn't done it.

But when the sun

Rises above the Red river,

Who will see together with me

how the water will turn to the light ?