April 8, 2015
Music Video Wednesday: Nikolay Anisimov, “Somewhere in Heavens”
Translated from Russian by J.Hawk
August air is melting, clouds have turned to flight
I’m fuelled to the gills, ordnance slung under wings
The siren blares, birds are leaving their shelters
Air smells of war, the world is not into peace
The world is clearly not into peace!
Night is still far away, a hard day ahead
I’m not a blade, but I’m tempered for war
The bigwigs at the top, don’t they want peace?
They couldn’t agree, I’m their Final Argument
I’m now the Final Argument!
But together with me are the two who sit inside me
H-hour on every clock, but clock hands will not tell
How long we have left to fly and live, our fates are being
weighed
Somewhere in heavens
Adrenalin races, driven by the unknown
Burning kerosene, I scour the terrain
Enemy nearby, no time for tricks
Master arm switch on, we’ll turn off those below
We’ll turn off everyone who’s below
In our wake fire and thunder, the surface bites back
They don’t shoot to miss, our death rate rises
The two in the cabin, they grimly stare at displays
I’m suddenly ill: cough, shaking, temperature.
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Cough, shaking, temperature!
We’re breaking through the skies, we the desperate three
Like a ship with torn sails, up and down we go
Our lives are at stake, our fates are being weighed
Somewhere in heavens
They’re both alive, though I got hit hard
Aunt Rita screaming, turn on communications
The two as if on a landmine, shoulder to shoulder in the
cabin
But they grasp controls, not ejection levers
They are not grasping the ejection levers
I want back to the squadron, even with a disability
I’m not folding wings, only changing sweep
We return from battle, we’re barely limping
But the two in cabin, they believe we’ll return
We’ll return, don’t worry
We’ll return
We’ll return!
War is what it is
Even when you are on fire
You must believe in miracles
No matter what, hold on
And then Life, not Death
Will tip the scales
Somewhere in heavens
Somewhere in heavens
Somewhere in heavens
