Shall I cry again
For your tears, Phoenix?
Shall I let myself be spreaded again,
Along with your ashes?
You redeem me every time
I lose my soul
Somewhere, amidst the ruins of Svarog...
Shall I breathe to the rythm
Of your heart?
You warm my gaze,
Shadowed by the gods
Of the Underworld...
You entour me with your flames,
Not to die alone...
You... when I leave myself to your flight...
Should I die again in your eyes?
I've almost forgot I am,
Myself, a Phoenix...

Note: Svarog is the Sky in the Slavic mythology.