The Mystic Rail

Your bleeding eyes, within this misery
Your vanished hopes through the history
I can't remember how many reasons
Ran away from this, towards a promise land.

What is that pain pushing us into the carriage, chasing peace?
Go!

[Командарм велел и точка
The commander gave the marching order
машет беленьким платочком
Hand with white handkerchief waves
Дона синяя рука
Farewell to blue Don river]

Throughout the seasons we cried for a dream
The wind change rattle on this rails.

How many troubled men lay on this train?
How many illusions they had to sell.

[Командарм велел – и точка
The commander gave the marching order
машет беленьким платочком
Hand with white handkerchief waves
Дона синяя рука
Farewell to blue Don river]

That's enough! Enough!
The Soviet dream, the Soviet train will go far.

Illusions of freedom we will destroy you
Aware of this train, blowing and almighty
Pride upon my face toward my last mirage.

With these certainties amidst the sweetest glory
Step by step… truth after truth.

All things happen along this mystic rail
All things happen through this revenge.