Текст песни Мой голос с чужими стихами - кажется, будто слова обходят меня по касательной

it seems like the words are passing me tangentially
and while I choose shades subtly, allegorically,
while kissing on the cheek, and not digging my fangs into the neck,
a new day is coming. and on me there is no bruise or abrasion,
and I am a blank canvas with a chalk-drawn target -
a clear consequence of gaps,
any under -
it seems like words are following me
they have a keen animal scent.
and I inherited, according to rumors,
already enough - look how many of them are behind,
traces and words stuck in my chest
let the others bypass me while
I'm so tensely waiting for your call.

(c) Liya Kirgetova