Лесной Олень [Lesnoy Olen'] [English translation]

In the fall, it was a rainy day,

The red forest shooted dart away,

Deer flew above the gloomy street,

And the ground rang under his feet.

Can you return please, deer?

We’ll meet, but when and where?

And take me with you, deer,

To your wild nowhere,

To land of truth and lie,

Where pines shoot for sky,

Just take me to your land, my fairy friend...

All the raining clouds became torn,

As the deer touched them by his horns,

Seemed to me that right above him,

The sky turned from grey to dark-blue-green!

Can you return please, deer?

We’ll meet, but when and where?

And take me with you, deer,

To your wild nowhere,

To land of truth and lie,

Where pines shoot for sky,

Just take me to your land, my fairy friend...

“ Miracles on Earth have no place,”

Someone said, ”And rain washed his trace,”

“I believe the tales’ll come alive,

Fairy deer will look in my eyes!”

You’re with me, fairy deer!

I knew, I knew, you can!

You took me with you, deer,

To your far Deer-Land,

Where pines shoot for sky,

And dreams and true things lie,

I’m flying on your back, my fairy deer!