Текст песни Gonnabeme - Нет, тебе мое не нужно сердце

No, you don't need my heart,
Neither my hand and nor freedom.
You cut the black day of our meeting with gray
And you will be proud to your generous dog family.

Assist with aware of victory.
You are offered bed with me red.
Forget how then, at any time of our year
Everything seemed calm, and quiet, and fabulously clear.

Give me a hand and do not feel the return.
Look at my soul and understand the indifference.
Everything went, hard, but could not be otherwise
Everything comes to an end and disassemble our dumb two.

Bay sweep. This is the last.
Seal the remnants in the interstociety.
I will prize on the final song of the siren,
Warm on an empty glass and this time we will not delay.