Скорбец [Skorbets] [English translation]

..Woke up in church of angel wings' song

Above the Earth where I have lived for so long.

The creatures from the heavens were carrying my bed:

Raven, golden Sirin bird, and corncrake.

The land lay like a youthful bride from whom the drunk took off wedding crown:

So lovely and so pure but with Russia-blues in eyes down.

To battle one-on-one on ice of White Lake

Crossed paths our angel Alcohol and their demon drug Cocaine;

From Kitezh-town clergy rushed to help us,

They brought in sacred gold coin and again we had peace.

Madonna Jackie Brown's taken to wife by Father-God.

At first all was amiss but then our normal Russia-blues guffawed.

I tormented my father, I lit my mother's fuse

With question: How do I run away from my Russia-blues?

Then cherub pressed me in the nook all night long:

"Without Russia-blues in here you won't belong."

Since then I am a gypsy, shepherd for myself and a door,

And now I pray as I can for blessed peace to descend on their souls.