Zemlya
Masha I Medvedi
Earth
Sleep, I’ll come for you tomorrow after seven.
I’m the winter sun, and I’m showing up less and less.
It hurts so much to see you lying beautifully on the riverbank.
You’re scared of me, 'cause my kiss cuts like a knife.
Hey, Earth,
Cover me
With melting snow.
Such love will kill the world.
Sleep, I’ll come for you with the first light.
I want to be weaker, I want to be with you more often and closer.
I adore you, but I’ll still press my warm shoulder
To your white snowy lips, and I’ll never, ever see you again.
Hey, Earth,
Cover me
With melting snow.
Such love will kill the world.
