Текст песни D.Bitter - В какой одежде меня похоронят

What clothes will they bury me in?
In male or female?
There are two personalities in me who are about to dare me,
The reason for leaving is vile.

A black tuxedo fitting a pale body
A barely noticeable smile on my lips
His eyes are white, as if drawn in chalk.
Suicide. I'm someone's mistake.

“Suicide” is the verdict of a woman in white.
I was taken off the loop and carried on a stretcher,
Black bag. The nurse closing him ineptly.
I'm heavy, broken ... Empty ... like a bottle.

I am nobody. Not a man, not a woman. I am human..
It was. Now there are memories.
Perhaps she would have lived a long century,
But that would be without the meaning of wandering.

What clothes will they bury me in?
In male or female?
I tried to get better, but was not understood.
The cause of death is compelling.