Текст песни Корча - Мигрень

Turn off the light.
I put roots in the tile like a weed.
Cover your mouths
Do not spoil my day with words.
Over the years:
I'm like a senile member limp -
And now everything:
Migraine breaks the brain.

I'll sit in the dark
Cleanse my feelings like glue
I'll get out into the light:
Like solid steroid muscle.
And wherever you are:
Your hiding places will mate.
I'll take you in my arms
And I will squeeze out the soul crisply.