Ничья [Nichya] [English translation]

Every new day is a lottery

What it brings for me and where I

will find myself, when it's morning again

I wake up understanding that I'm ready

to meet this day and to be confident

It will be black or white

It will be hell or heaven

My life is a game and I know

Rain in my face and wind on my back

My destiny is on the scales

They tear me in two

Hell and heaven

And I am in between them

But it's a draw

Again I come to a draw in this argument

Joy and sorrow in A minor

The eternal game in chiaroscuro

Only to not fall on my knees

To meet the new day and to be confident

It will be black or white

It will be hell or heaven

My life is a game and I know

Rain in my face and wind on my back

My destiny is on the scales

They tear me in two

Hell and heaven

And I am in between them

But it's a draw

Every new day is a lottery

What it brings for me and where I

will find myself, when it's morning again

I wake up understanding that I'm ready

to meet this day and to be confident

It will be black or white

It will be hell or heaven - I know

Rain in my face and wind on my back

My destiny is on the scales

They tear me in two

Hell and heaven

And I am in between them

But it's a draw

It's a draw