Текст песни Mary Elle - В прошлом.

at night, you can only bite your lips to the blood
you will remain scars in me. subcutaneous
in fact, our love and you are declining
we can’t get "us" back and doctors can’t find a cure for AIDS and measles
or maybe on different sides of the ocean - is it when everything is possible?

we are not dependent on each other
my environment is whiskey and cigarettes, cheap as your virginity
an abomination!
how can one think of this?
silent hatred reigns in our days
I'm sorry that I didn’t let you under the umbrella
in torrential and cold.
drops flowed down your eyelashes
then to the cheeks.
and on the eve you said that birds were flying low -
swallows.
forgive me again and forgive me a hundred times
I miss you.
I miss you
like mothers to homeless puppies.
May our beloved Amsterdam be our home
or Peter is the capital.
stop curving, honey, stop getting angry.
everything is possible in this past.
everything was possible.
for us.