Letra da Música: Pozovi menya tiho po imeni (inglês) - Lube

Call me quietly by name,
Give me spring water to drink.
Will the heart answer, boundless,
Untold, foolish, tender?..
Yet again twilight enters sleepless,
Nodding there are lilac and currant,
Call me, quiet motherland...

Call me on the failing of the day,
Call me, grief-sorrow of mine,
Call meÂ…
Call me on the failing of the day,
Call me, grief-sorrow of mine,
Call meÂ…

I know, our meeting will come to pass,
Our separation has prolongedÂ…
Blue crescent is hiding behind the city,
I cannot grieve and cannot cry.
Was it a bell, or a faraway echo
You and me have just passed by,
Made the dust rise up, hoofed around,
Could not even truly see the roadÂ…

Call me on the failing of the day,
Call me, grief-sorrow of mine,
Call meÂ…
Call me on the failing of the day,
Call me, grief-sorrow of mine,
Call meÂ…

Call me quietly by name,
Give me spring water to drink,
I know, our meeting will come to pass,
I shall return, I shall keep my promise.