Текст песни Пилот - Готика

Let me shoot
Only that I am able to
Next someone will be surprised
And tormoznёt me hateful
Shout it, but it's too late
So the body will grow cold
I frowned menacingly
And fell awkwardly.

I have to bury
It will be rain and tears
I had two friends
Now, thousands of them there will

And say: & quot; he was a cool guy! & Quot;
They will lie and pretend.
I'll tell them to shut up,
To silence to say goodbye.

All that was, sink into oblivion,
Zarastёt grass in the forest.
There is no pain, there is no sadness
The girl wrinkled by the wind

And subside like my frantic,
My spirit will go for a walk in the fields!
Sit with me a little bit ....
That's it, I'm sorry, it's time to ...