For the innocently murdered

Артём Огурцов
From fire to fire, from word to word
The soul ignites the soul.
There is a hoarse wind in the sky
The funeral service begins.

Where you touched the ground,
A new ear is sprouting,
The giant will notice you,
And the blind man will recognize you.

You will warm the earth with fire,
Updating everything alive,
And you'll wake up the dawn in the night,
In the sky, the sun is replacing.

And having learned all the secrets of life,
You will open the door of the universe,
I will remember my prayer
For the innocently murdered.