Текст песни Hima - Я того не стою

We are not going to die one day,
we will not have children,
but you'll be the one in the head will leave a shadow.
you're the one I often do not understand,
worst friend who knows all my secrets.
Give me a bit of time,
poison or feet Knock me out blues, burn days.
considered gods lovers or sick on the head,
gags, for without pain and grip by the throat.
your words are my equal, my sorrow no tomorrow.
I can not remember, and your eyes, there is no turning back.
your thrill I do not smiling does not shine,
what's in trouble and in joy, some children?
a fact I'll understand perfectly, just
I liked occasionally to stroke your hair,
please chill, I do not want what would you have been hurt,
under such circumstances that I do not deserve ...