Every night would light the candles for me, Your dear image trembles in misty smoke I do not want to know that time will heal it That all will pass, that everything will go I never will get rid of peace and sorrow Cause all my hopes, whole year in advance Not knowingly, she carried all that over First, to the airport, and later to the skies Every night would light up candles for me Your dear image trembles in misty smoke I do not want to know that time will heal it That all will pass, that everything will go Inside my soul- a desert, lonesome wasteland Why are you standing at my sick and empty soul? Fragments of songs inside and cobweb snatches And all the rest she took away with her And Now the night would light the candles for me, Your fuzzy image trembles in misty smoke I do not want to know that time will heal it That all will pass, that everything will go. Inside my heart - all goals, but no more roads - Dig into it - and you will find nothing but Two bits of phrases, bits of dialogues And all the rest will be - in Paris, France... So let the night to light all candles for me, Your dear image tremble in misty smoke I do not want to know that time will heal it That all will pass, that everything will go  
Alexei Tikhomirov. Translation, 2012
Alexei Tikhomirov. Performance, 2012