Текст песни Записки на календарях - 6

I'm a man with a deep inner peace and soul
In the morning I will be hanged from a lamppost for the rejection of this world
Life will open before me and show its gray paint and maybe something else
I miss affection embrace good relations
how many
How much can you talk about this, I'm aching sufferer very easily bury themselves
Buy a coffin, a gravestone, wreaths and select a photo
Interestingly, and how best to kill himself
Jump off the roof to throw under the car, sleeping pills buy more?
No to the devil, too difficult to go out
If this is a bad dream
I have to wake up