Текст песни Эрени Корали, она же Льдинка, она же Лидия Белявская - Песенка о проклятых дарах

- There is a gift from fate -
   Gift of them, one of those - akin to the curse ...
   Flinch from their non-disaster,
   As his - to hurt someone else's misfortune!
   Cold offense not his
   The truth is a stranger hit in the back ...
   It must be used to turn away,
   ought to wake up,
   It is necessary to forget - so hurry ...
   We ought to be distracted,
   it would be necessary to deny,
   It should be easier to do so ... disappear!

 - There is such a gift for the fate -
   Gift of them, of those with whom - into the abyss ...
   Smell, both in the water tepleyuschey
   Instantly the blood boil over in pride!
   In each small weakness empty -
   Hell given away without a fight border!
   It should be used without pride ...
   ought to be tolerant ...
   We ought to forgive ... but what's wrong with you?
   We ought to be distracted,
   it would be necessary to deny,
   It should be easier to strangle ... yes!
  
   And yet there is such a gift -
   Gift of them, one of those - is akin to madness ...
   Seeing life fiery network
   Each Blix - sun and moon!
   If even with a gag not keep silent?
   Even if you can hear without ears?
   It should be you ...
   we must be worthy of ...
   We ought to ... Why so scream ?!
   We ought to be distracted,
   it would be necessary to deny,
   It should be used ... but no it does not breathe!

 - These are the precious gifts -
   Cursed and so blessed ...
   These are the rules of the game -
   From heaven to fiery Gehenna ...
   Regulation should - play.
   Only - it's everyone decides:
   Sleep or laugh,
   cry or fight,
   To deny or accept?
   I'm not saying
   and urge
   Simple - I choose. Opt.