Текст песни Батыр Долев - Фото твоё

I tore your photo
I start all over again, again.
And now another biography,
Not mine. Here in the spaces: Love.

I tore it into small pieces
I don't want to remember you
But the nights suddenly became sleepless
Thoughts repeat about you again.

Or burn them in the old fireplace
Whether to glue and kiss
I dont know. In my carbine
Ready to shoot cartridges.

So pull the trigger lightly
Take it away from your temple, aim for the chest.
Come on!! Pull the trigger you are bolder
And don't forget to look me in the eye.

Before I could blink, there was a bullet
In my heart, in your head ...
And so we "fell asleep" with you,
With your photo in my jacket.