I woke under the snow, once again...
 Was it him, my love?
 Tell me the names of the stars
 That you ride in the dark, [bad word] back to me!

 I woke under a rain of ashes...
 In my heart - a fire.
 Tell me of the fall of the dark
 On the deep silent forest [bad word] back to me!

 The sound of your voice still echoes in my head,
 Prison of memories...
 My little Phoenix, in a blazing ballet; [bad word] into my dreams

 I woke under the sea, one last time...
 And there was a siren.
 In this black velvet sea,
 She sang this sweet melody,
 Farewell!

 But there is nothing but silence now,
 Prison of memories...
 The little Phoenix, in a blazing ballet
 Became an angel