Текст песни L7 - Мистер убитых поэтов

Less words, I try to throw you aside
Look who I'm sharing you the Equal
Not my best to understand you again
But I will try to erase all memory
To start all over again
Just forget it and pull this occasion
Without shouting and swearing
Without any nonsense
I remember the evening sunset
Whom we met
Leaving away somewhere in the hundreds of flickering we do not understand the details
But I wake up
I try not to hurt the hand
Or anything else you
In order not to disturb your sleep
After all, you did not sleep the whole day
And we have something with you like

But I do not know
Whether the nature of either eye
I'm adequate and I've had enough
silly comparisons
Who ruled the other storonka my steel
As if I subtly allude
What I am you, we swapped
And we try to throw stupid words
Stupidly throw words

Just forget it at all
After all, you are above the walls
The image of the empty
I did not want
To believe in some gossip
But I believe now my main limit
I forgot how the birds fly in the sky
Cigarette ash varies
My appearance changes
I'm Mr. Murdered Poets