Doroga Sna (translation)

Pour me more wine, my sovereign brother

Look, the full moon is rising

In the glass splashing moistness of drunken silver

One more sip and it's time for us

To run off in the wind on the road of a dream

On the road of a dream, hurry the horse, here the grass is flashing with steel

With blood, cherry coloured, on the end of the blade

It is for you and me, two blades for those who became

Ghosts of the wind for centuries

So lets drink some more - there is still time until morning

And the road ahead is so long

You are my invincible brother and I am your sister

And the wind is fresh, and the night is dark

And the path we have chosen - the road of a dream…

On the road of a dream, there is the quiet sound of spurs - fog, like a coat, is laid on our shoulders

It became a crown of hoarfrost on our brows

With the sharpness of rain, with the shadows of clouds, you and I became lighter

Than a feather on the wing of a falcon

So let us drink some more, my young king

A dashing part was given to us

There is no happiness, no love, no pity, no pain

One moon, one whiteout*

And swirling ahead is the road of a dream…

On the road of a dream - past the world of humans, what do we care for Adam and Eve?

What do we care how the earth is faring?

You will never, my brother-magician, find yourself a princess

And I will not find myself a king

And to forget that my blood here is colder than ice

I ask you, pour more wine

Look under the shimmering last star

I will drain the glass to the bottom…

And with a light heart, on the road of a dream…