Кружева [Kruzheva] [English translation]

Night glows brightly.

One flash of heat lightning follows another.

Why does my heart burn?

Why does my soul yearn?

As if arguing with the silence,

My gate creaks outside my window.

I'll follow you into the night

Like a thread behind a needle.

Lace patterns flower across the sky.

Let's bid our arguments goodbye.

Lace, fate's colorful fabric.

We'll share both joy and sadness.

The sky and the sea are for us.

And there is one happiness for us.

Our paths lie ahead

Encircled by winds.

Stitches are not always embroidered

By golden lace.

By golden lace.

A-a-a-a...

Lace patterns flower across the sky.

Let's bid our arguments goodbye.

Lace, fate's colorful fabric.

We'll share both joy and sadness.

The sky and the sea are for us.

And there is one happiness for us.

One happiness...

One happiness...

One happiness!