Воля к жизни [Volya k zhizni] [English translation]

From the darkness a howl or a whistle,

I'm on the ground covered in sweat and blood. -

And life, like a shadow,

Hangs by a thread this whole time.

I visited the princess of Dawn

I was King - I burned and created.

Plague! War!

I'm just a guitar string to God's fingers.

It seems, the time has come

for me to say goodbye!

The black angel of death

has been waiting for a while.

But the farewell stops in my lips -

My will pushes towards life

The fear of death!

Human jealousy - there's no worse plight,

It'll suck out the blood and deprive us of water,

And I stand

Among the ruins in a desert land.

Soon, all my wounds will heal,

Again in the saddle, again singing tunes,

But no! Not this!

The Hammer of War will be bloody again.

It seems, the time has come

for me to say goodbye!

The black angel of death

has been waiting for a while.

But the farewell stops in my lips -

My will pushes towards life

The fear of death!