Текст песни Агата Кристи - Письмо

Hello, I'm sitting, I break myself,
To see bright in darkness.
Here we are slowly cleaned,
But we are not all, we are not all.
Night stubborn me in the back.
Maybe we are soon as possible.
I would like to die beautifully
But not on this night, if we are together.
In the afternoon it may not die.

All you know, I also know too:
Everything in the world will end with nothing.
What do we really offer us
Be this or those
Somehow or with whom.
Oh, I would like to die beautifully,
But not so, did not go, do not together.
The night is stubborn to us in the back.
Let's already be in the afternoon, let us fall.
In the afternoon it may not die.

It is a pity that everything ends
All I wanted to store.
It is a pity that in vain ends,
And in vain does not end pain.
And somewhere maybe everything:
Immortality, friendship, love,
The innocence of the mind and soul.
Kiss. Bye. Write.