Darkness ahead - keep your head! There are headwinds and slanting rain cutting, Standing sunsets like walls crimson red, And the roads, the roads are all rutted. There are alien replies, Thereís bad gossip and lies, There unwanted encounters take place, There the grasses have withered and died And tracks Canít be traced In the dark. There your toughness is tried in defeat, There are fogs there, and tides rising rip. And your heart stumbles over its beat And its rhythms will skip. There are alien replies, Thereís bad gossip and lies, There unwanted encounters take place, There the grasses have withered and died And tracks Canít be traced In the dark. Sounds and colours there arenít like elsewhere, But I canít have a choice or have fear, I am needed in that darkness there, So stay calm; it will clear. There are foreign replies, Thereís bad gossip and lies, There unwanted encounters take place, There the grasses have withered and died And tracks Canít be traced In the dark.
© Tamara Vardomskaya. Translation, ?