Я вернусь [Ya vernus'] [English translation]

I dream to come back from the war

On which I was born and grew up,

On ruins of a poor country

Under rains of tears.

But the tyrant isn't committed to the earth,

Declared the war to the country

And the end and edge are invisible

To this war.

I am not beginning to predict

But I know for sure that I will come back

Not to the country of fools but geniuses.

Let it be even in hundred centuries.

And defeated in a battle

I will revive and will sing

On the first birthday of the country

Returned from the war.

And when fights calm down,

On a halt, not in a formation

I compose and sing about the world and love,

The enemies sigh with relive

And friends speak: "You got tired..."

Both are mistaken:

It is a halt.

Halt.

Tomorrow I will go again to a battle

But I know for sure that I will come back

Not to the country of fools but geniuses.

Let it be even in hundred centuries.

And defeated in a battle

I will revive and will sing

On the first birthday of the country

Returned from the war.

From the war I will come back...

I will come back...