Огонёк [Ogonyok] [English translation]

For the last time, why don't you have a look at my face;

and then just go away, disappear without a trace.

I would like to catch on camera your face,

But do not converge, I guess, the coordinates.

The heart trembles, the fear in my nerves, cold and empty feelings.

But you will be sad, you will hide yourself in the winds.

Leave without a trace, don't think of me, I'm a dead end.

I will tell you "Farewell", I'm leaving you, my precious friend.

Chorus:

Burned out, without the sound, faded, a quiet flame;

Everything is fine here, a peaceful jazz is playing.

You're going to war, and I'm suffering at home.

So, please, my friend, leave me and my albums on our own.

There is nothing left for you, forgive for not waiting-

I don't pity you, I've got to do my own things.

At war as at war, it's dangerous they saying.

I'm crying quietly in silence, I agree with everything.

Everyone goes to war, you followed, but few remain.

I don't think I'll get you back, but I won't be a saint.

I want you to leave, together with you patience, be gone.

Of course, you will be angry, after your return.

Chorus:

Burned out, without the sound, faded, a quiet flame;

Everything is fine here, a peaceful jazz is playing.

You're going to war, and I'm suffering at home.

So, please, my friend, leave me and my albums on our own.

Burned out, without the sound, faded, a quiet flame;

Everything is fine here, a peaceful jazz is playing.

Thunderstorms are raging and endless lightnings in the sky.

I was left without a crown, the predictions didn't come to life.

• Artist:Luna (Ukraine)