Ворон [Voron] [English translation]

Above rocky ridges

Where there's snow in July

Above spruce forests

That dared climb so high

Above the mossy stone, above the spring

Where sun blazes hotly

On the rising air currents

Black as mountain coal

Black as the night of blind men

I saw a raven circle

In the skies of blue glass

Two black wings above me

Tell me, raven

Tell me, winged one

How do i find the mountain

That conceals gold?

By which forest,

Above which river rapid

Will i soon perish

Under a stone avalanche?

It'll soon be a year

Since i left the hangover of dirty towns

And turned my steps

Towards these wild gorges.

Those who haven't been alone for a long time

Cannot unravel this stone tangle.

Am i mad? What of it.

No more mad than the mountains.

Too late. This is no place to be thinking.

These days i will become like a raven.

In the skies of blue glass

There will now be wings two times two.

Help me, mountains

To gather all my strength

Give a feather to me, raven

For my own wings

Give me strength to rise

Above the rocky slope

Let me break away

From the pursuit.

Hoarse cawing will replace in me

That which used to be word

A menacing rumble of all vulcanos

Will reply to me

In a harsh language of underground fire

Which i could not comprehend before.

Perfectly reflected

In the icy lakes of pain

A heart will break free instantly,

Like lightning

Who will then find my footsteps

On the azure mirrors of water?

Don't look - you will find

Not a trace on the stone

Listen and you won't hear

What does water sing to me.

Only above the mountains

Above the spruce forest,

Above ice, above snow

A black raven circles.