Текст песни Спрут - Любовь на острие ножа

A day without rain, the smile on the faces of the two
Lip prints on your neck and fingers
You turned away because the sun blinded his eyes
Just I turned around, and he flew into the sky.

Before my eyes
I flew all life
I remember, as you lay in my lap
We talked about the nonsense,
Drinking coffee
And just looked into each other's eyes

Now, this is not
I'll wipe your prints
With our joint photo
And I see in the mirror
Only his sore eyes

Raindrops mixed with blood
And the tears running down wet knees
Goodbye,
We will not meet again again
But promise
Write God a song
Blunt tip needle cold
In his own hands
It will soon sing you to me.

I cut the thread of old dreams
Knife that shall open his veins in vertical
And I will break the winds notebook of your words,
To erase sadness forever

Our whole life scenery
Like a silent tale
The Pink Gone,
Crick dissolved

But now we will be together
In the mad fiery lava
Parts of her soul perishes
For you leave ....