Текст песни Tractor Bowling - Отпусти

Up through thin glass
Rise from the ground
Hands to heaven.
Up to where the flocks of birds are
With a farewell cry
Are leaving forever

To forget the thorns of rain
And the bitter taste of November ...
Just half a year until spring
But where can I get so much strength
Forget you and wait for April.

I'll stay here again
One to meet the dawn
And again wait for the warmth.
Know that I will fall asleep alone
And that we are no more ...
It's so hard to believe
Believe until the end.

And forget the thorns of the rain
And the bitter taste of November.
Just half a year until spring
But where can I get so much strength
Forget you and wait for April.

I'm scared to be alone now
I'm scared to believe that you're a stranger
And I squeeze my hand until it hurts
I'm losing control of myself.
Just let it go.
And the house is so empty, so stuffy ...
Forget all...
No need, please, let go ...

And let me forget the thorns of the rain
And the bitter taste of November ...
Just half a year until spring
But where can I get so much strength
Forget you and wait for April