Текст песни edDyTRU - Дневник нимфоманки

And it still hurts you
Weekdays with alcohol and why should they?
All this swill for the beasts and the weak
What I did is disgusting, I will no longer

Study a century, work a century, lived a life
You were faithful for so long, but on the skin
Burns of past years and what now?
Like the ashes of cigarettes thrown into the wind

Your love is not mutual
How many years lived together
Call us to the funeral
While I'm still crawling on the wall

scars will tell you what cannot be described
Shut up, I live on the bottom myself
Her gentle hands and iron grip
Die in your arms, I'm not your enemy

Didn't squint, longed for freedom
But here it is, the world in colors in the photo
Was not sold for pennies and pennies
I sinned myself, because I love us only for a century

My destiny is nifmanaka
Not when will not leave alone
After all, she is always not enough
And she has my soul to the point of pain

Her manuscript will burn in the thick of ink
My fate is far from better than theirs
The heart is diary and covered with scars
You didn't understand, but I regret every moment

Perhaps this is love until the grave
My last seconds are burning
All my hopes are just germs
Sing one last time while they walk like this