Текст песни Евгения Багмуцкая - Ключица

and everything that hurt - will turn into water, the sea,
we will drown, and I will cry again in a dream,
and he will kiss my collarbone, knock out my stake,
such a kiss on the collarbone gently - macho.

and fingers intertwine in a cache-pot, tongues in pashmina,
in bed alone like in a stuffy bus crush.
others always get a little past -
and it’s as if in secret
left a bookmark in me.

I’m silent the third day
I do not feed the young beast
in himself, that tears his claws, yells, arches his back.

he asks me to return - as if he believed
that I went anywhere at all.