(Translation Свечи Машины Времени)
There are days when you let your hands down,
And there's no words, not music and no force.
On such days I have been far from my mind's town
And never did take aid as raising source.
I wished to go I don't know where,
To close my door and never find the key.
But I believed whole hasn't yet failed
Until the light is on, until the candle burns.
And nobody could make me ever sing,
Silence is the start of the begin,
But if a song will spread my wings,
It'll be too hard to stop me and myself be quiet!
And let there be too less days left today,
And there is snow and blood is not too hot,
For hundredth time I will begin again
Until the light is on, until the candle burns!
(1985 I guess. Sorry English here is beyond repair...).
Until the Candle Burns
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