Verse 1

Malaia ran ahead, said, “Auntie, move fast”

They came to his place with a story from the past

A torn little packet on the table in plain sight

He sat in the red chair, clicked, and set things right

Pre-Chorus

One strange scene, then another takes flight

Names get tangled in the heat of the night

Chorus

Puchinskii loved Sveta, but she turned away

Bavaev loved Vika, then they broke one day

Puchinskii saw it, tried to follow through

A wild chain of choices, nothing left to prove

Verse 2

He watched Bavaev stumble, watched the whole thing spin

Thought he’d win with Sveta if he only stepped in

But every second guess brought a sharper divide