Текст песни твоя юность - воспоминание

I can no longer write!
Many thoughts in the head
In an empty squeezed rag
Poets write to you poems
And you sit in the corner
Read french kafku,
And forget about everything
What happened to you for this pitiful evening.

Every day you try to seem smart,
Schedule comments, yes in publics you sit stupid.

You will fall, without thinking about me,
Memories eating you from the inside
You will cry, but remember one thing that
Memories crushes only in longing,
Do not think about him, do not think about it,
Buy alcohol and sob
Forget the status in social networks.

But I'm not yet a poet
I can write only about sad,
That pain pierces to the chest
What breaks and spine hearts.

You are dead, but still breathing,
Let your conscience no longer clean,
Yes, and memory hurts, as if there is no free space inside,
That the memories of eating you from the inside
Breaks out with each sigh outside
All this seems to cripple your young dead body ...

Removing from all social networks,
Forget about me
To yourself if possible
Just remember one thing that your youth is not eternal.