Текст песни SA - Рецидив

Relapse

July. Thursday. And evening
forgot that I am not eternal
and the cheese is already in the mousetrap,
and the candles were blown out.

I felt like I was drunk
or completely crazy
or is it not me
I didn't want to.

After all, I had a relapse -
what a funny motive.

Sleep overwhelmed me
I fucked out of life
caught up with myself
swearing and scolding,

that I had a relapse -
what a funny motive
so death will sneak up on you
and pretend to be what you need.

In the black sky of the night
the milky way is bleeding
and even early in the morning
you won't notice the wound.

July. Thursday. And evening
forgot that I am not eternal
and the cheese is already in the mousetrap,
and the candles were blown out.