Квiтка [Kvitka] [English translation]

So cold, so hungry, so untimely

Sometimes bright, sometimes dark and so unclear

By blood, pain, till night

I know, I will, I want, I want

Look for my remnant in your phone

Kiss my lips through the window

Like a sign on my sholder

You are a flower, you are a flower

Look for my remnant in your phone

Kiss my lips through the window

In my life you didn't stay for long time

You didn't stay for a long time- you are a flower

We were telling goodbye again and again

We were flying again and again

Without pain, with no right for a hope

So quickly, so much, and so little, oh, so little

Look for my remnant in your phone

Kiss my lips through the window

Like a sign on my sholder

You are a flower, you are a flower

Look for my remnant in your phone

Kiss my lips through the window

In my life you didn't stay for long time

You didn't stay for a long time- you are a flower