Корабли [Korabli] [English translation]

Ships are setting sail to storm bastions,

I no longer lay siege to castles,

Standing amongst ruins, waging war while holding a white flag

There is no sillier notion

Suit of armour is cast aside and the hero goes to sleep,

It's the best cure from hopelessness,

What else is left, what else can I give you?

Only my heart, albeit without an expiration date.

To come to a short stop, jump down and not break

Is impossible while the earth is spinning.

And to clear all turns from zero to the highest note

Someone maybe will -- but no longer me.

No one chooses here, I will accept my lot,

I will stay the distance.

What's the plan today? You're taking me to the movies,

And then of course dinner and dancing.

And let's not think that the story will end,

The best cure from inevitability.

What else is left? What will be left of us?

Aside from your mad tenderness for me.

Why am I rushing and spending so many words again,

I inhale too often, maybe this is love.

Life is just a long story about the river of time

And certainly each one of us is needed by someone

• Artist:Eva Polna