Сказка странствий [Skazka stranstviy] [English translation]

It´s been a long time

since there was your native sky above your head

And you are surrounded by a wall created by

dead forest of factory pipes.

You carelessly wrap yourself

in your dust-covered grey coat.

In the middle of ruins

the wind carries hardly audible children´s cry.

A story of journeys is a sad calling

that resonates around and lures you ahead.

A story of journeys is a song of wanderings

for you, for me.

Insistently and silently,

you are followed by plague.

Its shadow falls down like a scarf

on the roads and houses.

But you believe that somewhere

the spring ray will meet also you

and you will see the sun once again

instead of radioactive cloud.

A story of journeys is a sad calling

that resonates around and lures ahead.

A story of journeys is a song of wanderings

for you, for me.