Текст песни The New Tone - Окосевшее божество

1) Cupid was the god of calm,
And different jokes was not joking.
Who was an ardent feelings and sultry
He is the heart arrows Raziel.

Charge incredible love
Carrying one of his arrow
Plunged into the heart, and, perhaps,
To the grave could be love

2) But in our modern world
Cupid as if okosel
And not much left in sight
Love is full, marvelous arrows.

Here he took aim and let
As someone rusty arrow
But, to everyone in our sadness,
Arrow sticking out already in the forehead.

Here's one arrow pierced
Somewhere in the vicinity of unwashed feet,
And the second was hit cap,
Dropping it in the sand.

3) Cupid nectar drunk with grief
He pissed shot for sure.
Sip nectar cheered,
But pierced the heart of fools.