Текст песни Алена Малина - февраль, 2012

You can swallow painkillers,
Take intravenously and in capsules
Remember endlessly disputing us
Friend of each other before Christ screaming.
You can drink a bucket of antiseptics
And sleeping pills with sedative.
Just not written skeptics,
But pain remains painful.
We did not think about the consequences
Infecting deadly ailment.
From love did not come up with funds yet,
Like influenza, or colds.
That would be a memory to unleash irretrievably,
Where with you I was happy.
I want to go back back
But I was already filled.
From the inside I burn me incessantly,
Every evening I seek burning
Closing in the hysterics in the bathroom
And from pain and tears dying.