Текст песни ма ко то - тчк

these fights
 It lasted a relatively long time.
 your walls
 tamed all butterflies
 on the needles.
 lamp lights
 it does not extinguish the night.
 nor speak,
 nor to see you personally
 no longer want.
 You can scream. I think it was over.
 extends
 It stretches ringing bells last song.
 winter will soon come.
 do not whine. not to squirm.

 wind, like a knife,
 cold
 wring all the leaves.
 wring the neck
 and no longer zasmeeshsya.
 again will fall
 a fox grin.
 you
 never
 with me for
 not wake up.
 you will never see intoxicating sea.
 not going to write in the diary of the sunsets.
 hands are not going to touch the sand salt,
 let the sun into your lungs, no cigarette smell.

 winter will be the last thing you see.
 utkneshsya nose in a white blanket.
 birds. tree crown. Housing their roofs.
 The first snow was the crimson.
 blood-scarlet.

 someone has to be held - will turn away, inside everything ached,
 cute baby face in his hands hide.
 bush will grow, poignant pain, pity
 such a huge -
 Hiroshima and crying.

(Music:
Jacaszek - Lament)