Моя любовь [Moya lyubov'] [English translation]

Soon, soon our seeds will fall down

In the unknown ground, in the cold hands,

Soon, soon will express train take away

He who always seeks, to her, who no longer waits,

Soon will he know, who's friend and who is foe

He doesn't cast a shadow, he goes like ice through creeks,

He hasn't found another one, he has fallen in love with witch and

Sank to bottom, rock bottom

O-oh, he flew after her into a pipe,

O-oh, he flew after her into a pipe,

And shouted to her: "My love!

You are my love!"

Only the pine trees and the amber tar know,

How in tall grass bodies tie,

"My love! You are my love!"

Ask the flute, made of dry cane,

What does the muddy river's ground hide,

"My love! You are my love!"

Now you know, why fire looks like a red fox,

But if you wanted to hide this tree, hide it in a forest,

And trust nobody with the keys from your house,

Swear not on the milk, neither with heart nor with hand,

And I want to hope that you'd remain with me

O-oh, he flew after her into a pipe,

O-oh, he flew after her into a pipe,

And shouted to her: "My love!

You are my love!"

Only the pine trees and the amber tar know,

How in tall grass bodies tie,

"My love! You are my love!"

Ask the flute, made of dry cane,

What does the muddy river's ground hide,

"My love! You are my love!"