In the steaming cup of tea you're holding
There is not enough warmth for your heart.
Without her modern city's molding
Kills the puncturing beat from the start.
Get away from the void surroundings
To the memories breathing of heat.
Is it possible? Look around you -
Radiator's quite fit for your need.
Yes, I know I am not your salvation,
I'm a chip in the merciless sea.
But I'll stay 'till the next day's creation
Just to make you another cup of tea.
перевод Екатерины Сазоновой