Текст песни NOIR - Распутница

I'm looking for signs of invisible love
I draw signs of unfamiliar silhouettes,
a bend of a fast fiery river,
silver October dawn ...
Looking for hints hidden in words
I guess gestures, faces, poses,
and the taste of salty bitterness on the lips,
and carols hands velvet roses ...

Libertine soulless love ...
You cut, chop, dry our souls ...
And on your beautiful hands there is blood ...
And whose heart you eat again for dinner ...

And we are destined to beat and burn,
for the tenderness of the hands and for the smiles sweetness,
but it's better to die in a moment of bliss,
than live a century looking for joy in the world ...

Libertine soulless love ...
You cut, chop, dry our souls ...
And on your beautiful hands there is blood ...
And whose heart you eat again for dinner ...