Текст песни белинда наизусть. - Я привыкаю к пустоте

and nobody recognizes my handwriting in it,
write " love ", then sarcastically : " do not like "
but just then we wrote in stencils
with understated status " is equal to zero ."
( I'll be alive to February )

I remember you saying that 's why I ,
only feeble sufferer in everyday life troubles.
that is not capable of love , and the audience all this .
and you were right ... after all, love is not present.

but you know , I remember going to the grave
you. You taught me to lie,
spit on the dirt, but do not get up
laugh of that pent .
and remember , never forget .
to know the truth , a lie, but so shamelessly silent.
if you could only know how many scars worth it ...
sometimes I forget our summer .
for five minutes, until I take my cigarettes.
unconscious until I scribbled couplets
about you.
yes do not care about it .
I'm getting used to the emptiness.