Текст песни Секреты мёртвых птиц - Марта

Do not look at the sun sets tomorrow
After all, today is not to rhyme lines
I love you girl in March
Now, not to you bells

Yes, of course, you are not holy
Not enough as but a truth
But when I write from the heart
Only to pull out mats

Let me curse poets
Let rejected delights word
Indeed, in all the words you stripped
And feeling like nova

Not over the needle slightly
Not find here beautiful thoughts
I look for in your life and faith
For you will be a single shot

Again you do not understand. Uselessly
No ordinary profanity
Just know that scream so loud
I can only wilderness tombstones

And yet you catch the bird
Sun light and a little faith
I will not be for you the first
For you and you do not come true ..