Пока горит свеча [Poka gorit svecha] [English translation]

There are days when you're losing heart,

And there are no words, no music, no strength left.

In such days I was a stranger to myself

And didn't ask anyone for help.

And I wanted to go no matter where,

To lock my door and lose the key.

But I believed: not all is lost

While the light is not fading, while the candle is burning.

And no one could make me sing.

Silence is the origin of all origins.

But if a song straightens my shoulders,

How hard it will be to make me keep silent!

And though not many days are left,

And the snow is falling, and my blood is not hot,

I will be starting from the beginning for the hundredth time,

While the light is not fading, while the candle is burning!