Текст песни Ольга Фуркало - Больно

When they betray - it hurts
When disappear.
Know they are free
I know.
Staircase down stoptana
Right, in the holes, in the holes.
With a whisper, the second to hide:
You were here, were.
Fight forgotten, all, deafly forgotten.
Skin strut as staging.
Vympel of life.
Surrealism, insanity,
Crushevo rubbish.
Blood on the door eye
Diggingly shuffle.
At the ears of Nazanla
Old crackle.
Would you do
It was not before me.