Текст песни Fort Royal - Сердцебиение

Tired of affairs, tired of violent disputes
I tear off forever from the world of communication.
I'll run to vast steppes.
In that case, if you do not absorb dirt.

I'm tired of living in anticipation of death,
At that time, as elsewhere in bloom gardens.
Here funeral, and next birthday party,
So my chores empty.

Heartbeat. My heartbeat
Cools, quenching pain.
Heartbeat - a hymn sings defeat,
I hear dumb motive.

And the songs that were dead weight,
Remain so forever lie.
I challenged and went skidding,
Forgetting to press the clutch pedal.

Now everything in the past - feelings and doubts,
Year and the people of the night, in the evening.
All this happened in the past, unfortunately,
But it seems that was all yesterday.

Heartbeat. My heartbeat
Cools, quenching pain.
Heartbeat - a hymn sings defeat,
I hear dumb motive.