Мольба [Mol'ba] [English translation]

Oh, how can I cease to love

For never fall in love again?

To stop embracing one another

And go with stone heart away?

Oh, how would I be too late?

For not to notice regretting?

Enduring unbearable

Forgiving all for not to hate her.

And no answer from the God.

As we don’t trust, the sin is grievous.

Love was his punishment for all,

To hope, anguish and believe it.

I was so blessed and so rude

I was as jealous as a savage.

I wish you not to be so good,

To lose a bit of loveliness.

But you were nice, you were divine

Your perfect beauty was ideal.

You burned my hope with a smile

And I’m praying selfless here.

And no answer from the God.

As we don’t trust, the sin is grievous.

Love was his punishment for all,

To hope, anguish and believe it.

I tried to take your crown off,

Discrediting you with my kisses.

I wanted to dispel your worth,

To cut your beauty into pieces.

But let it be eternal cross

To live and die under its shadow.

Oh, night, send me a crow flock

To peck out my hesitation

And no answer from the God.

As we don’t trust, the sin is grievous.

Love was his punishment for all,

To hope, anguish and believe it.

• Artist:Alexander Malinin