Три окна [Tri Okna] [English translation]

I forgot of storms and thunder,

I cherish quiet nowadays,

And I live in a very old shelter

Gazing out from its three windows.

First window looks into the field,

The field of our best years

This field doesn't know pain,

And every question finds its answers.

Sun shines there day and night,

Summer and winter Earth flowers,

Children play there without growing up,

Perhaps, I am one of them.

Second window faces the forest,

Dark forest that's reaching to the sky,

From the sun shades that forest,

From the questions it answers hides,

And life there follows the rule of the Forest,

And I was scared of every thicket,

Walking the untrodden paths,

In the hour of the dark after the twilight.

The third window faces the ocean,

Where ocean steadily breathes wind,

Beyond the ocean, are fairytale lands,

That no one had ever seen.

Like an eternity, ocean is vast,

And there's strength in the calm waters,

So when the old house gets too tight -

I sit by the third of the three windows.

Into the river rivulets will Snow melt,

A grey cloud will a stack of Smoke form,

Your own house will become your Home,

From the ruins a Temple will be raised to you.

The end must come to every War,

The victory is certain to be Light's,

I will gather a bouquet of Words,

And give it to my friends - to Y-o-u A-l-l!