Плакала [Plakala] [English translation]

I will survive your words –

I’ll still be whole

For a year I was a sight

I had failed

My worth

Burning

The bridges are burning

And a sea of tears

Yes, you know –

This game is mine

Little to say

So much ado

I will avoid your jabs

Although even if my body

Was forced down through the ice

I will not discover

My own soul

It is aching

Oh, how it is hurting

And my blood is boiling

Yes, this daughter

Has not slept

Little to say

So much ado

She wept yet again

The violet, it blossomed

The day shone forth

With her secret signs

A young mother and her tiny love

Everyone in the kitchen wept

The night dissolved away, the whole morning

It was grey

Finding new

Colours

I must

Face it

The cleansing rain

What else could one do?

Take heart

Beneath the cloak

Little to say

So much on faith

She wept yet again

The violet, it blossomed

The day shone forth

With its secret signs

A young mother and her tiny love

Everyone in the kitchen wept

She wept yet again

The violet, it blossomed

The day shone forth

With its secret signs

A young mother and her tiny love

Everyone in the kitchen wept

She wept yet again

The violet, it blossomed

The day shone forth

With its secret signs

A young mother and her tiny love

Everyone in the kitchen wept

She wept yet again

The violet, it blossomed

The day shone forth

With its secret signs

A young mother and her tiny love

Everyone in the kitchen wept