Пророк [Prorok] [English translation]

Ice freezes on my lips

Fate looks through me

and ahead there is no road

There is no way back

I am forever alone

Such a cruel heavenly gift

Life has forgotten, death doesn't wait

at its edge

I have read on the cards of dreams

A time of wars, of disasters

And in dirty squares

I cried out to the crowd

But for the people

The prophet is a sorcerer and an actor1

In their eyes I have seen fear

Fear that their souls will see the light

Let me be born again

From water and light

To live without knowing the mysteries

Of future days

Not to ask for answers

from other worlds

Let me be born again

Set me free!

The burden of knowledge is a heavy cross to bear

I cast it into the void:

It was pointless to be born

in thunderous nights...

If only I'd known one thing -

In the world of those blinded by darkness

the flame of a candle

can seem like the sun

Let me be born again

From water and light

To live without knowing the mysteries

Of future days

Not to ask for answers

from other worlds

Let me be born again

Set me free!

Ice freezes on my lips

Fate looks through me

Life has forgotten, death doesn't wait

at its edge

1. Or "hypocrite"