Текст песни Гриня - пеплом

I woke up you were gone
We used to erase grief with ashes
They kindled what cooled down
How a young kid draw your name in chalk

I learned to jump above the ceiling
I realized this when I realized that your hand
In my hand, I don't dream it all
And if a dream, then I should not wake up anymore

You are my dream tablet provocative action
Either hit, or endure, there are no other consequences
Eternal abyss without aisle, you are my banshee
But without your screams inside, I'm missing

Depraved verbs from head to foot will pour you
How to dial, but the subscriber is temporarily not worthy
To love and be killed, take the last from me
But you are the last, here is the cold of December

It freezes wildly without you, smoked while you cried
As a result, I became like an Olympics without a torch without you
Catch me by the hand, dive into ecstasy with me
I'll cover all your flaws with myself