Плакала [Plakala] [English translation]

I'll save myself from your words—will be intact

After a year of insults, I won't reduce the price

Burning, the bridges are burning, and there's a sea of tears

Just know, my game is less conversation and more action

I'll save at least my body from your arrows

You drove me under the ice, I can't find my soul

Hurts, it hurts so much, and the blood is boiling

The daughter sleeps no more—less conversation and more action[*1]

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again

The day lit up with mysterious signs

And the young mother and the loving young one[*2]

Were all crying in the kitchen alike

The night burnt out, it became damp in the morning

I've got to find new colors

Wash your face with rain, what else to need?[*3]

And to the heart under the coat—less conversation and more faith

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again

The day lit up with mysterious signs

And the young mother and the loving young one

Were all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again

The day lit up with mysterious signs

And the young mother and the loving young one

Were all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again

The day lit up with mysterious signs

And the young mother and the loving young one

Were all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again

The day lit up with mysterious signs

And the young mother and the loving young one

Were all crying in the kitchen alike