Текст песни Григорий Филь - Мне совсем не больно

Poems: Petr Suray

It doesn't hurt at all, feelings under anesthesia
On an inclined plane I roll
It's a pity that the sobering up came late
But I will not return to the past maelstrom.

It doesn't hurt at all, my heart is hidden
Dripper full of longing
After all the torment, the wound reopened
Embers remained of hopes.

It doesn't hurt at all, my pulse stopped
Would only hold out until morning
On planet Zero, I retired
Life is like a black hole.

It doesn't hurt at all, the sky is on fire
The choir sings a sad waltz
And the soul silently leaves the body,
It is a pity that you did not wait for me ...