Текст песни soulsadpoet - воск

trees smolder
and also my soul smolders
I throw into the fire all the love
it is not worth a penny
and glass curtains
again swearing and quarrels
for all melted pattern
and we are bad actors
we must not think that the time will put everything in places
I only wash down his sorrows and pray heaven
and only 3 words of this strange tongue
I was reminded of you, about how needed
I look to the future
and there is no order of colors
for which he was ready to stop the planet
less and less time left before the start of us
I hope you recognize me on the broken verses

Melted wax is getting cold on the palms
oh, who are we?
We live in their problems and hate Tuesday
You close me
in this world of unnecessary
you no longer need
and I would be better