Текст песни FLIGHT AREA - Февраль, 14-ое

Snow hits in the face
Evening of February.
Let the years pass, never get used to it.
Emotions to zero
A dull pain in my chest
But what if I chose this role myself?
But it's completely different
It could have turned out:
I would forget you, but you could fall in love with me.
And for your confessions
I would speak back
That I no longer love and that there is no love at all in the world!

This February evening
On the fourteenth,
I'll be without you again.
Cold…

Affection, trust
Like a huge house
Which is built by two and where two live.
But now the glass is broken
And the fireplace does not burn
And on the floor, huddled in a corner, I sit alone.
Through the holes in the walls
A moan is heard in the blizzard.
I try to fill the cracks with sheets of verse.
No, I'm not convincing
If you don't want to, don't believe it!
But know that I still keep the door open for you!

This February evening
On the fourteenth,
I'll be without you again.
Cold!
Years flow with tears
But I will never forget!
It's always spring after winter!
I believe!

This coldness of emptiness
Pain like a blade inside
I hate the calendar
For the fourteenth ...

…February!
Let it carry with you into the distance
Longing, resentment and sadness! ..
[Fourteenth ...]
…February!
I'll burn like a spiral in a light bulb!
I'm not sorry anymore! ..