The sky is full of corpses,
They wander from star to star at night,
They wander and can't find their space,
No land,
No home,
No light.

There is no light as the day becomes night,
Because of your pure blood, my lamb.

The wind sings a lullaby for you,
Sleep, my lamb,
You were sacrificed,
Sleep, little lost lamb,
Sleep, azizi.

In this big, big world,
There is no place for your soul,
The clouds miscarry your blood,
And the land is black because of it,
The world is black, and there is no place for you.

The corpses dance hopelessly above,
There is no place in heaven and hell,
The corpses dance above, blocking the light source.

There is no light in this world, my lamb,
No land,
No home,
No light.

Close your eyes tighter, my lamb,
You won't see the light anyway.

The wind sings the lullaby,
Sleep tight, my lamb,
You were sacrificed,
Sleep, little lost lamb,
Sleep, azizi,
Sleep, azizi.

(C) Yelena Sargsyan
@hell.in.helene (IG)