Текст песни Каэтан Сава - Больней

Love all the hurts
The one for which anyway
What pain tears the soul inside out,
How your flesh carries at the bottom.

Most of all do not know the mercy
From one to which forever
Your soul runs through all obstacles,
But still will not meet with which never.

Although, it is more painful to stand with your knees,
Take a new destiny
And pour into it the ears of persecution
Without listening in tears of fate Molub.

Lost in yourself does not see a person.
Do not believe in the hurt, without raising more eyes.
Higher life to keep the last half century.
Little to live, not feeling ecstasy.

And, with loneliness, happing the proud mill,
Little to smell a hand.
And let me be buried under the chestnut.
I'm still not destined to find peace.