Текст песни ЦеРН - Январь

Tears of January, like droplets amber,
Nobody sick and not thanks to
Like a bile of my eaten soul pain,
You were looking for pain, and you found it,
Tears of January, like droplets amber,
These people love-these people hate me
Punch in the back - I do not believe you
Tears of January and the hatred of April.

I was betrayed in May,
Then again in April,
And I still hope for a fool, I believe
Shivery eye on hypocrisy
Everyone has its own weakness
You do not know how to fly, learn how to swim,
My trust-crucified repeatedly,
But for something resurrected and everything rushed back,
On white-matte spots cards are turned over
The game is played, the shutters are frozen,
Where are you lying like a yogby?
There are no golden mountains
Those who lost, bury behind the fence,
Poisoned views
Bright outbreaks
The new snow fell and again fresh wells with armpits,
Do not hurry, baby, still