Текст песни Маркова - В прошедшем о настоящем

Saved from love will die like a bitch out of boredom
I repeat, I have no publicly, though covenant ...
Your cold, almost dead hands
my concern. Well, everything is not? Of course not

And breathing, not much burning as slush
With damp mixed, or what have you got there
You loved to be silent or occasionally cry
Although the dolls do not cry? And the shadow of the aged ladies?
Verify?

I do not check you in on the truth content of the blood
And what to check? All well and long known
What kind of masks, forever without faith, and can love
Out of boredom, I wonder just bitch die?

You're not a bitch at all, it just happened
Life is too much for nonsense took
I remember when you fall in love with is not
Do you remember? Do you believe I could not without faith

Probably, it is strange to write in the past tense about the present
Perhaps you're trying very hard not to be a bitch
You're just a slush and wet. Palyasche
I was taught to love without love))