Текст песни A.Lysov - Нож

Behind him, holding a knife,
you would not understand, and fortunately it can
How terrible to experience the shiver
When you throw in doubt the parties
How terrible to look into the eyes,
What you are looking at now with contempt

You look at me with contempt
But I'm looking forward to
reciprocity of feelings
Washed down with all the alcohol that was and is
Forgetting that empty
Yet you do not understand
Holding the knife behind his back

Izedaesh me body and soul
and on hearing the word sickening blows
I remember the evening shower
Smortrya Not that I had a cold
I feel the taste of your lips,
but now everything has changed, you've gone and said goodbye