Текст песни Мария Акоста - Прощённое воскресенье. Исповедь.

Every night i live
I'm looking for reasons to continue
Live so every day
To live tomorrow again
I'm so accustomed to lose
And forgive
And only you could
This is to show
Ah, I was so evil
On the whole world
I didn't make sense
But you were near
Only you and me and the evil of the world
And sadness
This sadness
All we could conceive
And do not forgive,
Do not put up, do not forgive
It's better to die,
Than others to become
And I did not carry, went away,
Then you decided
You are this terrible way out
So long wearing
And I wore it too
A very long time
He lived under my skin,
But in no sense
I did not have so much strength
Could not leave
Forever, leave forever,
Forever go away
And then I stayed
Output is only one
I will live,
How did Dolphin bequeathed
And from the very beginning
I do not understand
That forever broke
Died
That part of me that anger is hoist
And cherished pain
I could be
Only together with you
And what to do now
How to avoid suffering?
They come every day
From memories
How are you calling me
And I am your angel sad
And who am I without you?
-Tru and the killer is vile
How merciless life changes the role
Overnight
Yesterday, a third viewer,
And tomorrow the accomplice
And now every night that I live
I'm looking for reasons to continue
Live so every day
To live tomorrow again
I'm so accustomed to lose
And forgive
And only you could
This is to show
And I thank
That you were with me
That you kept the word
Yes, what price
Thanks to you I know
What are people honor
And you no longer,
But our souls together
I know there is love
Because just
That this world is cruel
What does not regret us
What distinguishes rivers
Scatter land
What are our bridges?
Prayers he is not a member
There are eternal vibrations,
Dynamics, movement,
They bring death
But there is also a birth
And now every night that I live
I'm looking for reasons to continue
Live so every day
To live tomorrow again
I'm so accustomed to lose
And forgive
And only you could
This is to show
Sorry I'm in life
Dedicated little
Your poems to you
But I loved
I know you hear them now
Somewhere
How I read at home in rhythm
As in syllables
I build my confession
Forgiveness please
I know it is not standing
Not deserve
But I dedicate to that
His life
And I forgive you
And I love
And now every night that I live
I'm looking for reasons to continue
Live so every day
To live tomorrow again
I'm so accustomed to lose
And forgive
And only you could
This is to show
In that black day
I almost got a gun
There was only emptiness
No hope
I remember I sit on a chair
And mom on the floor
Sobs my knees
Hummaging my hand
And I dislike me
Knocked
I did not hear, but knows
I'm dying
This dumb scene