Я гляжу сквозь тебя [Ya glyazhu skvozʹ tebya] [English translation]

I look right through your face,

I see peaks that are azure;

Through your eyes, through your eyes,

On the breadth of the earth,

Where white cranes fly in flocks,

Where commanders are resting,

Where sea vessels thump hard

On the wood of the wharf.

Rocky peaks wave with snow,

Throw down thunder and lighting,

And a rainstorm arrives

Like a mighty dreadnought.

In your eyes, like in skies,

Clouds are drifting and rising

And the beautiful moon

Forms a teardrop of gold.

Through the taiga I walk,

And I’m knee-deep in water;

Through the white-winged young spring,

Through the floods I now stroll.

I walk right through your soul,

I’m intended on walking,

Even if all my roads

Lead to nowhere at all.

• Artist:Yuri Vizbor