хотеть тепла (Khotet' Tepla)
Ploho
Wanting Warmth
The order of words is confused
On crumpled sheets
Forgiveness and love live
But only in other hearts
To make someone smolder
You need to burn yourself to ashes
There's nothing wrong
In wanting warmth
Contempt for one's own life
Leads to contempt for others
There's nowhere for us
To fall any lower
To make someone smolder
You need to burn yourself to ashes
There's nothing wrong
In wanting warmth
