Текст песни Syndrome XP - Второе Дыхание

Prostan old, torn, dirty,
The same as all of us.
Old room contagious pain,
In the light of the moon was killed.
Maybe living, maybe you breathe,
And next to you and us.
You gave us life goodbye,
The second breath of love.

I'm so close I would like to sleep with you,
Let the last time, let the last hour.
Do not think of you, do not think that will die,
Closing his eyes thee be - right now.

Prostan old, torn, dirty,
In the light of the moon was killed.
Old room contagious pain,
The same as all of us.
But you do not live, you are no longer breathe,
And next to you and us.
You took our lives and desire,
The second breath of love.