Текст песни Мария Давыдова - Самокритика.

There is someone in the world who is just like me
Sneaking, squinting past the mirrors
And swallows at night, hating himself
Tears? And again the nightmare comes ...
All the same and the same. I'm afraid to be known as a whiner
But at night self-criticism creeps through a dream.
I do not understand, I do not accept
Hating myself, I am dying again.
And every moment, every look, every moment
I almost break into a scream
I feel rot on the inside, on myself;
I'm too brave and beautiful in a dream -
And waking up again, waking up in the morning,
Scatter again, break into pieces -
I'm too cowardly, scary, awkward
No one here needs such a person.
I'm afraid to be myself, I am silent and afraid
Do you find it strange? Alas, I agree.

And does anyone ever agree
 Communicate with a girl who is very afraid
What someone will know, see, understand,
What a terrible, awkward freak is she?
After all, someone should love such people -
Painful, weird, cowardly?

Should?..