Стеклянные Люди [Steklyannye ljudi] [English translation]

I won't ask for more time

Lying [down] is better than standing on one's knees

Pain! There's sand in my throat

My heart

Again! Is filled from within

With what? With black water and black ashes

It's broken to pieces

Dust - chips of ice - my body

Flesh - made of glass

Poison filled my mind

When I knew you

Once more

Blood boils up, and I see again

Flowing from within

The anger locked in emptiness.

Seek for an answer inside yourself,

How much power to give away and say to you:

Find and lose

Choking, I'll leave

I won't ask for more time

Lying [down] is better than standing on one's knees

I! Always have known, in this world

Here! There's no place for me

Poison filled my mind

When I knew you