Collected Russian songs - Legenda

The outcry is stuck in my throat
But the time has come, and either you cry out or you don't
But then, someone won't be able to forget
How the warriors were cleaning their swords on the grass...

And how the raven's black tribe were clapping their wings
How the sky was laughing, then bit its tongue
And how the hands of the one who survived were trembling
And how the moment suddenly became an eternity...

The sunset burned like a funeral pyre,
And the stars were gazing like wolves from the clouds
At those who passed into the Night, lying with their arms abreast
And at those who survived, and were sleeping dreamlessly...

And "life" is just a word, there is only love and death...
Hey, who will be singing, if everyone will fall asleep?
Death is worth Living, and Love is worth waiting for...

Translation by Marva