Текст песни Лина Кейчер - холодный апрель

I distinctly remember cold April
When passersby took off their jackets
And I wanted to wrap up warmly,
If only the soul did not freeze, to the fool.

Your promises, words and phrases -
Turned into burning ashes
And then they added nightmares.
And so brazenly, they threw it right in the face.

And I was so faithful and faithful
When meeting, she screamed:
"Become my executioner,
And it’s better to smother yourself. "

In the summer, I strangled my desires with others,
And you know, I still haven’t informed you
I learned to play with others too,
Only here they are, I did not like a bit.