Текст песни Kosven - Запястья

Where were poetry and tenderness,
It left alone, just being rude.
There was only one stinginess
and all hope died suddenly.

I do not believe in the hope and happiness,
Denude night wrist
remain nothing involved,
and losing in the stories of the word.

I avoided meeting random,
and events such as hazardous,
as your eyes look beautiful,
I saw the accident yesterday.