Текст песни Mortem - Бежевое платье

Your beige dress folded carelessly
Just removed from the body of the beaten,
Thrown off the hands with transparent skin;
The style is serious and famous.

And before I loved to pull it off you,
I languidly taught your abrasions with my fingers
Your thin neck and strict waist
Your chest, your legs, and of course so on.

You were in it in the desire to hurt,
To tame me, and, of course, shamelessly;
To lure passionately and possibly fall in love.
Would it be easy anyway?

I don't want to talk now
See the face and wet lips.
I just want to repeat first
Despite all the will of fate.

Only, by the way, a detail, I could not keep silent-
This autumn is disgusting, you know, by the way:
In the weather you have to put on things warmer
And you won't come to anyone in this beige dress ...