Текст песни Юра Крем - Кризис конца

if the final is not lethal
it's your fault that I got on my knees where we flew
everything is different there, but here everything burns to pain
this is not a crisis, rather the end that everything erased

three months of happiness, now he would hang himself right now
because it bursts with sadness from these songs mercilessly
bouquets of roses poems you run to her and your mind
gone crazy well run along the foggy road

here you need a few concepts or understand, but here everything is behind the fog
that sweet smoke that so obviously attracts when everyone scared you with a break
well, yes, I would also go crazy well, now it's critical and a fool
I'm not, and I'm glad that I found this dead end

not too late, and the heart did not beat with beats so that it would knock out
chest, breathing and pulse when she made her choice explicit
I needed, corny little, just a few words (donkey)
that I was afraid to lose because for me love is everything

no familiar faces near emptiness
only emptiness
and I just need not to eat this sadness and longing

waiting for a call every day is so pointless
so meaningless
blows his head to blame for this crisis of the end