Грохот сердца [Grokhot serdtsa] [English translation]

[Verse]

You are like a sister

And I, it seems, am a bitch and my soul went rancid

I am ready to perish in your arms

And in the same second, give to someone else

To the rattle of the heart, I run away from you...

Not far, I, like a shot bird

Fall down

I can only pray

That you will find me again

To the rattle of streets I try to rise from my knees...

[Chorus]

And regardless of hunger, the beating of the heart

Will melt a shard of a mirror

A lively arctic cold of hundreds of hands

Will warm me on our throne

[Post-chorus]

You and I are not brave enough

For useful dates

In the dark, on our sharp shoulders, just anyone's hand will not lay

Maybe, we'll become wiser

[Chorus]

And regardless of hunger, the beating of the heart

Will melt a shard of a mirror

A lively polar cold of hundreds of hands

Will warm me on our throne

And regardless of hunger, the beating of the heart

Will melt a shard of a mirror

A lively arctic cold of hundreds of hands

Will warm me on our throne

[Post-chorus]

You and I are not brave enough

For useful dates

In the dark, on our sharp shoulders, just anyone's hand will not lay

Maybe, we'll become wiser