Великий Всё [Velikiy Vsyo] [English translation]

In plants' erotic dance

We always distinguished but shadows,

Our windows don't view animals,

But we love them through the gunsight.

Above the birds look at our faces

We kiss them with the look of a killer,

And trenches of our sweaty traces

Are imprinted by the form of bodies.

But the Great Everything lives everywhere

and knows about everything, about everything.

Our spruces are cruel and needly,

Under them we use a doublebarreled shotgun

Wolves falter in horror

From the vision of senseless war.

Applauding war as a circus

Death holds a sharply honed compass

And by outline of an office carbon-paper

Takes away our world.

But the Great Everything lives everywhere

and knows about everything, about everything.