Текст песни Dark Fate - Разбитое сердце

Broken heart in the palm of positive ,
Squeeze it tight and quietly say -
I'm sorry I do not love , not love ,
But then, for some reason, I grieve .

Not to frown your eyebrows , clench your fist ,
Do not be afraid of you blood , it hurts me , and so ,
It is still alive , trembling in his hand ,
Love was alive , and death in his hand .

Squeeze it tight , that blood spurted
And it will be easier for us - the love dies ,
And burn your hands bloody lump ,
Not made ​​of flour , sorry I'm not your ...

Bury it in the ground ,
Tear Horace ,
Prayers you give ear,
I can only say I'm sorry