Скользить по земле [Skolʹzitʹ po zemle] [English translation]

Yes, it's easy to slide through the world

With leaving my soul nowhere

I can just go outside

Yes, through the empty streets

And the people look like a pale-faced saints

Who all draining by snake-roads too

Yes, it's dawning

How dare i'm flying

Without feeling a weight of my chains?

Yes, maybe this way the circle closing up

But a brass strings evading my hands

And ringing somewhere high, high above

Yes, it's dawning

How dare i'm flying

Without feeling a weight of my chains?