Любовь, как случайная смерть [Lyubov', kak sluchaynaya smert'] [English translation]

Hello, Mamma

Bad news

The hero will die

Right at the start of the story

What I'll be left with

Are his doubts

About him, I'll write

A poem

Love as an incidental death

Love

Love as an incidental death

Love

Love as an incidental death

Love as an incidental death

Love as an incidental death

Love

Hello, Mamma

Things are not that good again

It's so damn hard

To be a good daughter

Your postcards

Reach me

Tell him

How much I miss him

Love as an incidental death

Love

Love as an incidental death

Love

Love as an incidental death

Love as an incidental death

Love as an incidental death

Love

STDs

Endless lonesome nights

A telephone call as a shot of morphine

How shall I see you among the strangers?

It all will happen after

If it happens after at all

I'm breathing in your Force Majeure to then

Breath out and find myself close to

Love