Текст песни механический часовщик - плачь и рыдай

Cry and sob, my girl,
Cry and go home.
Cry and sob, my sweetheart,
Place - he is no longer yours.

With rigorous happiness to look
Not the best idea in life.
Cry at home, because he condemns
You will be for the harness, not believing

What is the crap cause
Is years old without a small one, seven
Or eight, but the identity and half.
Cry and sobs, because

Which you loved he would not be more
Do not get it out of the fire and in the water.
Lover of death, destroyer
But definitely not the one who needs you.

Cry and sob, my sweetheart,
Cry and run home.
Cry and sob, my girl,
Crying - he will not be yours.