Текст песни Агата Кристи - 17.Розовый бинт

I'm dead I'm dead I'm singing about love after death
About spring the ice melts my heart lies by the river and rots
By the river by the river I pray to the low waves
The river will seethe and bring to my crazy hands
Pink bandage what is not clear
Pink bandage is fine
The river flows through the centuries
Brings water over and over
In my hands a pink-scarlet bandage
With the smell of blood
This is life is shame the primordial song sings
And knocks and knocks on my ugly heart is blood
By the river by the river on its rocky bank
I'm dead I'm dead curse someone else's spring and love

Pink bandage what is not clear
Pink bandage is fine
The river flows through the centuries
Brings water over and over
In my hands a pink-scarlet bandage
With the smell of blood