"Let me kiss the rolls of your dress
Let me
I can't stand listening how it rustles"

Maybe not a hundred thousand rubles
But a lilac branch
Which I put in your hair
I look into the sun
And pray it consumes me
Spreads spores in your ashes

How many forestal fires will I have to extinguish?
That's power in hands like these
How can you love with care when love is fire?
That's power in hands like these
How can you love with care with hands like these?

A lilac branch
Which I put in your hair
You laugh at a dumb cute dog
And the world catches fire
We burn
We explode
Greta Thunberg was right
The world catches fire