Текст песни DIONE PRODUCTION - Лирика 1

Parchment paper, insensitive and brazenly,
broke into the heart like something and not return back
And how much time it is necessary that it remains cool,
Trot Stori is not to blame, it's just a certain fee

The waste of happiness piece and my bowl is empty,
I'll reach some threshold a little more time.
For no reason, love was looking for flaws,
Drinking the tears of the oceans, fell into this pit

TSSS, stop, pain through eyelashes
Feelings fly around us as a flock of white birds
Do not need new pages, depart abroad
My hugs are better than your other maidens