Текст песни Алёна Высотская - Моя боль

I will break the dream
With one blow.
Small fragments
Collecting spite
I won't.
May be,
Me now
It seems strange
I don't want to bandage
Fresh wounds.

My blood, my pain
My last cry
You do not understand.
My blood is salty than all your grievances
Freezes on the glass.
Taking out the sharp edges from itself,
Tears hidden from you
From you.
Irreversibility is burning
So merciless.
I know it won't go away soon
I grab the air greedily.
Irreversibility of days
Cuts through my veins
I look into the reflection
Change.

My blood is my pain
My last cry
You do not understand.
My blood is salty than all your grievances
Freezes on the glass.
Taking out the sharp edges from itself,
Tears hidden from you
From you.

My blood, my pain
My last cry
You do not understand.
My blood is salty than all your grievances
Freezes on the glass.
Taking out the sharp edges
Tears hidden from you
From you.