Текст песни Michelle Paffer - Послевкусие счастья

AFTER THE HAPPINESS

Having experienced happiness - be treated with pills,
By inflamed feelings with lashes.
Everything inside is covered with labels
Made of bright nettle nettles woven
My heart.

Cut with a scalpel - palms and fingers,
Preventing them from touching you.
From the inside continuously break,
It's almost impossible to stay here
By myself.

In this life, the last station
You are like a heavenly imitation.
I am the poisoned Constance:
Intoxication is coming
You.

It will kill the aftertaste of happiness:
Break and tear to pieces
I can not collect for parts.
Cuts on the left wrist
Longing.
11/03/2009