Текст песни Amarie - Песня абортницы

Song of the Aborights

Already fourth year
He comes to me
Rest does not give
Is in a dream.

I see again and again
That acute tool
Pieces of body and blood,
Yes Lamps white light.

In the blood of my hands
I am seen in a dream.
They are in native blood
Shame and grief to me ...

Only I myself
I can not forgive.
What I did
I can not forget.

I cry again and again
After all, I remember again
Like children's love
Cruelly killing

Since then, the year has passed,
How I killed the child.
I died about yes,
But the wound did not heal ...