Путь [Putʹ] [English translation]

A lone star in the sky beckons to itself,

And a tired soul hurts more with every passing day

To live out the day, only to not fall asleep at night again,

There's nothing more to lose, suddenly having grasped the simple truth

You extend your hands toward the heavens, you suddenly hear a voice:

"Hold on just a little longer, we will show you the way"

"Hold on just a little longer, we will show you the way"

And the path is not long, even so it's hard to walk,

Above you are the depths with a bright light ahead

turning into a flight, that is so volatile and radiant,

The depths don't betray, if you shine and are pure.