Цветок ненастья [Tsvetok nenast'ya] [English translation]

Seems the sun still shines for us innately,

And it knocks on windows with its rays.

Seems the life is easy for us lately,

Why then does my heart not feel its blaze?

She is like bad weather flower,

Who will see it, who will pick?

She still looks for bliss, not power,

Still her chosen one she seeks.

So we'll melt away without pity

Under young spring shower droplets spray.

Having held back everything we dreamed of,

For the sacred wonder we don't wait.

She is like bad weather flower,

Who will see it, who will pick?

She still looks for bliss, not power,

For her only chosen, for her only true love...

Our path to nowhere out of nowhere

We shall pass, not calling anyone,

So this wonder will end in despair,

It will die, so easily undone...

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Железные мантры 2008