Слышишь [Slyshish] [English translation]

(male words)

There is a letter in your hands

And it should mean I'm not around

And that I'm now insanely far away

And that my spaceship was hit by meteorites

I hope I will be able to get to

This tiny shiny planet

The sensors tell that there are lakes of mercury

And the sun is shining blue

It's very possible that this strange world

Will be the last thing I remember

My goodbye words fly towards you

Through the fabric of time and patterns of black holes

Forgive me if I was a fool

And exchanged your love for petty exploration

And for carrying away soft tenderness of your slightly wet lips

Beyond the horizon of events

It is so strange to be alive in a blackish nowhere

Among those sleepless eyes, among remarkably young stars

Traversing the eternity and thinking about you

Flying around the dunes of sand of galaxies

It’s pity heaven exclusively exists in the clouds of Earth

And God never leaves his own house

And my soul will remain so far away

And will be endlessly sought by your soul

Or maybe I'm inside your soul

And that is why my way is eternally long

Like a piece flying through timelessness

In a beautiful matter of shining silence.

Forgive me, as my spaceship changes its course

And enters a thick atmosphere

I love you so much and I have no fear no more

And I don't hope anymore and I don't find faith

(female words)

I didn't have enough tears to forget you

If only you could know how much I tried

How I untangled a thread of my heart

How I tried to tame a wild aging

No, you don't know what is it like to wait

To be a moisture of the rain falling down

To wish to seize existing

And to be filled with courage of dying

White flowers of forgotten cherry

Hanging from thin wire of black branches

I feel as beauty disappears

And literally as cells are dying out

I feel that I'm always alone

And even if there is someone around

It seems that from the bottom of the reversed sky

You look at me with cold eyes of all stars

Porcelain days get smashed

With hands that are so tired without help

The whole life is spent in the shadows

Of dark-scarlet flowers of sadness

Life is like an obligation to breath in

An atmosphere of the planet that you left behind

Forgive me, but I'm tired to wait

I don't want that anymore, I've lost my faith