Луговая трава [Lugovaya Trava] [English translation]

Brother, do you hear these sounds

In them is muffled beating of hearts

A prayer said through curses

Where at the cross around the neck

A sleet of frenzied bullets rained

Of eyes looking in the gun sight

Hands that shuddered with quick steel

A gaze frozen with far distance

Chorus:

Field grass

Field flowers

Field earth

Field distances

Field grass

Field flowers

Field earth

Field distances

Front distances

Sister, tell me, am I alive or am I dreaming

Are there really droplets on the eyelashes

I would grasp the fleeing soul with my mouth

I would break the screams again with silence

Here memory strikes the nerves

In places it can only wound

Here is a shot glass and a piece of bread for you –

For those who remained there

Chorus