Ребёнок без имени [Rebyonok bez imeni] [English translation]

Pain as an enraged beast prowls in my soul,

Picking my flesh's fallen temple,

Having torn it to pieces, it will go its way,

Taking away my life,

Leaving a bloody trail,

The last thread of this life behind.

I am a child without a name,

Hundreds of nights I've lived through,

My palms are tormented by sores,

My sores pierced by needles.

I am a child without a name,

My soul is bound by a chain,

Gasping heavily, it will shudder

Buried alive in the grave.

Heavens! Dust of stars,

Hear me!

Sun! My body!

Heat me!

Wind - my wings!

Take me!

Mara! My mother!

As a blind man in half-darkness hopelessly I wander

To the underworld, submerging my head in deathward silence,

Makosh embroidering fate on wounded skin

Stitches bloody letters of a bottomless soul.

Looking into the eyes of fate

By a ribbon of darkness encircling the way

After imbibing toxic quicksilver,

To fall into the embraces of a shroud.

I am a child without a name!

I am a child without a name,

Approach me, embracing,

Lead me away along your path

Death, my hoary companioness.

Heavens! Dust of stars,

Hear me!

Sun! My body!

Heat me!

Wind - my wings!

Take me!

Mara! My mother!

I am a child without a name.