They are speaking of what's stylish, They are living day by day And I'm looking at them as if they are fools, Life goes on in its way. Today, today the day has finished And we all came to bury it, But no one knows That the shining star has died. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. It is dark in city towers, I got nothing at all And you did not get much, believe. However I don't fear pain, What is she? To her I pray She is a friend of mine. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. I am speaking of what's stylish, I am living day by day And I'm looking at me as if I'm a fool, Life goes on in its way. It is good the day is finished But not all came to bury it And no one knows That the shining star still lives. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. And I stand on the other shore, Where I see all things I stand on the other shore. Come, stand with me on the shore Where I see all things Come, stand with me on the shore. By Persephone's Bees Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat