Расскажи мне о своей катастрофе [Rasskazhi mne o svoey katastrofe] [English translation]

Tell me about your catastrophe

I'll come in the dead of night, if it's necessary

I don't know if I find the right verses

But I promise to listen carefully

Tell me about everything disturbing you

There are no incurable illnesses for the seeking ones

Maybe I've gone through something similar

And maybe there will be any use of me

Somewhere burns the fire

Which can warm us

And the merciful light

Of the all-seeing stars

And somewhere there is the love

Which one day will

Drain

This lake of tears

It's hard to find explanations and excuses

To be unprejudiced with a bullet in your chest

But isn't a stranger's pain a true punishment?

Is their a penalty worse than your own guilt?

I know, you don't learn from others' mistakes

Time is cruel and does not heal at all

And all my experience

May be completely useless

But somewhere stands that house

Where we will be always welcomed

And in the house lives the one

Who will understand and forgive

And somewhere there is a surgeon

Who will wipe off all the scars

And pull out the bullets

From our chests

Tell me about your catastrophe

Tell me about your catastrophe

Tell me about your catastrophe