Прощай [Proschay] [English translation]

Farewell, and if for ever, still for ever, fare thee well 1

If over edge - then go. Adieu. Adieu. Remember me.2

How close the edge - and there is haze

January's drunk and laughs to face

I'm trapped in ring that made of blaze like idol from dead tree.

Forget all things you never knew, forget about my words

Not me has never said these words, and you'll forget someday

And darkness prowls beyond the edge

And winter has to get on stage

Our shadows once more get embraced to have to walk away

Beyond eternity and levity and finitude of storm

When our dreams were not with us and when we did not close our eyes

We'll not awake, we'll not return together or to someone more

From the other side of the mirror polished glass

When dawn's burned out and you'll become a stranger man for me

When I'll become the same to you - just listen me, my soul:

Hold on to air from icy peaks

This air from steel and sharped as axe

This air as splitting wall to breathe and nothing more at all

Beyond eternity and levity and finitude of storm

When our dreams were not with us and when we did not close our eyes

We'll not awake, we'll not return together or to someone more

From the other side of the mirror polished glass

Beyond the edge of clear and rainy and a wasted winter days

When silence rips down all the blue when sleepless night is white for us

We'll not return to each other or to ourselves

From the other side of the mirror polished glass (x2)

1. Fare thee well! and if for ever,

Still for ever, fare thee well

Lord Byron "Fare Thee Well"2. Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me.

William Shakespeare "Hamlet"