Текст песни механический часовщик - не сдалась

Country of lights,
Dream fields,
Passion river,
Where are we alone.
Pistol with a cartridge,
How are you with me:
Always reliable
Never idol.
Every day for me - trouble,
Where the glass is allowed on the veins.
Well, of course: I'm not alone,
Which is not ready for change
In the form of love for the night,
In the form of sleep alone.
It is very difficult to be able or mixed
Jealousy kill, go into the shell,
Where tears from blood,
And the sky from the gloom.
The rest expired with this or what?
And you do not know, a trashy dog.
And silently watch movies,
Where everyone has love like a dream.
And with tears to go to the subway.
After all, this is our branch, remember, won
It is our Rada, native.
I call you a hollow,
I am extremely and muddy cove.
And remember how we are in the evenings,
Cheria's dream of salvation,
Painted patterns on veins
Handles how much the skills allowed.
Now the razors in their places.
I know I'm a fool, sorry
I was born.
It was ... It's stupid to dream of love ...
But ... You know, I have not surrendered.