Текст песни Sai Ler 17 - Мёртвый клоун

Your whole life is words to the wind, well, who should I believe ???
I can not stand it all, the doors are closed again.
A dark room. I see faces full of pain.
Like a mime locked in an empty box - a dead clown. (x2)

Nails on the floor and I'm half bent
I look at the screen, I see the sky is cleaner there.
There the sun is lighter ... it has become warmer for me.
Everything is fine. True, I hear only the cries of th moans.

There is no light in the house, there are no candles that warm the soul,
I am forever alone, a cold blows from my heart.
Someone's eyes sparkle from under the dusty curtains
Burning old flyers, ripped off the wallpaper.

Why are they afraid of me, why is everyone looking for a way out?
Everyone laughs after, and my hands are in blood.
Not like everyone else, but I didn’t choose all this,
Do not wipe the tear, I do not need sentiment.

Your whole life is words to the wind, well, who should I believe ???
I can not stand it all, the doors are closed again.
A dark room. I see faces full of pain.
Like a mime locked in an empty box - a dead clown. (x2)