Белая стена [Belaya stena] [English translation]

I’m standing at the window, I’m looking out of the window, I’m counting steps.

As far back as yesterday I could see houses on the other side of a still river.

But fog descended and there’s nothing anymore.

You can’t see, you can’t see anything, and there are no flames.

I’m standing with you in front of a white wall; we’re standing alone.

A white wall; look – don’t look, and sing it a song – don’t sing.

It will not tell you what your future will be

and what will happen to you and to me...

I will cover my eyes with my hand

so that the memory should bring back to me,

bring back at least in a dream

water in the river, the house across the river.

We are standing in front of a white wall,

standing in front of a white wall,

standing in front of a white wall...

I’m opening the window, I’m letting the fog in, I’m whispering names:

one they called summer, another – autumn, and the third one, undoubtedly, spring.

But they’ve plunged in the fog and they haven’t come out of it.

Try, try to catch up with them...

I’m standing with you in front of a white wall; alone in front of a white wall.

A white wall; scream – don’t scream, and bang your fists on it – don’t bang.

It will not tell you what there is behind it,

whether there is anything, just anything behind it...

I will cover my eyes with my hand

so that the memory should bring back to me,

bring back at least in a dream

water in the river, the house across the river.

But you will stay with me,

white1 in front of a white wall,

you will stay with me...

I’m standing at the window, I’m looking out of the window, I’m counting steps.

I’m standing with you in front of a white wall; we’re standing alone.

1. meaning "pale"

• Artist:Nautilus Pompilius