Кукла с человеческим лицом [Kukla s chelovecheskim litsom] [English translation]

The world seems divided into two parts

For windows with blue glass

Quietly cries the sexless mannequin

A doll with a human face

He asks the lonely nights

He asks one of the sky:

To fire from the sparks of the primordial

To flare in his heart

To make it sweet

To make it hurt

To repent later

Here is the crying sexless mannequin

A doll with a human face

He will become tumble-weed

He will be awaiting the fire of hope verse

A glass force

To change into a thousand others

And while he was in constrained silence

For windows with blue glass

Quietly cries the sexless mannequin

A doll with a human face