Текст песни Атакама - Жить

Embrace me with the passion of dead words
Give me strength to live, take away love.
I want to leave, but your plea
You are my snake, you are my destiny.
The one who is marked with love,
Death does not touch, it takes steps back.
She was late,
The second met him,
Now he envies the white malice.
But she can't help it
She can only kill his body,
Love tears the soul apart,
From within
like a worm gnaws at him.
You and I should go like a thread of dead lines
Through the pages of the book of the secrets of prophetic dreams.
Put evil in my hands, let yourself be killed
I'm with you now ...
I have to live with you.
Love leaves, taking with it
Tears of joy, a sense of loyalty.
She leaves hope
trying to keep you from stupid haste.
But you're trying to push her away
and that's when death takes you by the hand,
brings you to the window looking down with you
And you go without forcing yourself to beg.

Drop by drop on white tiles
My laugh flows out as a red sticky liquid,
My laugh at the white tiles
drop by drop
sticky red liquid ...