Текст песни Dahau Holidays - Губы

First verse:

I am what you see under the centuries.
When I speak my tongue.
Lose yourself, I will find anyway.
When I'm silent - you are what I hear in my head.

Chorus:

After you there is nothing. After you silence.
I touch your lips, they are ice, like soda taste.
After you there is nothing. After you silence.
I touch your lips, these lips from dirty ice.

These lips from dirty ice (x3)

Second verse:

While I wrote to you, the street was wringure without a language.
Lipstick and black dirt - the price for a date is not so great.
While I wrote to you, the street was wringure without a language.
Lipstick and black dirt - the price for a date is not so great.

Chorus