Upojenie [English translation]

It's wind, that wakes men's sense of smell,

It's such a wind...

It's frost, that marbles* men's jaw,

It's such a frost...

You aren't for me either thyme or rose,

Not "tender moment in the moonlight"-

but you're dark wind,

but you're white frost...

It's such a rain, that reshapes woman's lips,

It's such a rain...

It's glow, that exposes woman's thighs,

It's such a glow...

You don't look for my strength

You don't think about trust

But about salty rain...

But about gold glow...

You don't look for my strength,

You don't think about trust

But about salty rain...

But about gold glow...

It's heat, that burns lovers' bodies

It's death, that opens lovers' eyes;

It's such a death...

Now, in this ephemeral ecstasy

We're making ivory tower,

it's pure like a flame...

It's smooth like a death...

Pure like a flame...

Smooth like a death...