Текст песни Флёр - Черный цинизм

My black cynicism - it's age, but I do not
I am so not going to clown smile curve
Above our usual winged laughing
I keep forgetting to say that there are no miracles

Do not frown, Princess, you do not to face
You again succumb tricks acting Gift
But the gloom after all - is the age, not the essence
I keep forgetting to say that we are not a couple

Again, I run the risk, I like this game
Throw a coin - let chance make a choice
I keep forgetting to tell my unsuspecting brother
That even silence - age, not secret

I had the tails, which means that I do not love you
And all of this age .... oh yeah .... I scoff again ...
I keep forgetting to close his soul to the key
I keep forgetting to tell you, I keep forgetting ...