Текст песни Перипетия - Пополам

We used to hold hands
And touch your shoulder with your cheek.
I am from her sight and smell
Lost control over himself.

In her unearthly voice
I check my pulse for a long time.
This girl dyes her hair
And nutmeg drinks wine.

And while her lips are closed
And the eye sockets do not know tears.
I miss her like a damn
Yes, kissing crosses of roses.

I'm used to sophisticated lyrics
And corsets of beautiful ladies,
And she is a lonely monk,
Yes, on a grand scale and in half.

Chopped whiskey crucified
And then she lowers the sword
To the blood on the wrists matte
Started to flow more excitedly.

And now I’ll warm it around the fire,
Will give that force that does not kill.
From the daggers of friends and foes
I want to save her.

And while her lips are closed
And the eye sockets do not know tears.
I miss her like a damn
Yes, kissing crosses of roses.

I'm used to sophisticated lyrics
And corsets of beautiful ladies,
And she is a lonely monk,
Yes, on a grand scale and in half.