Текст песни The VIPS - Верь

the pain , all the pain ,
my soul schimit role where all wrong
I, as an outcast , lost sleep and rest
Give , give me a chance , do not give up , hear me
door, my door do not close
leaving

believe my words
I'm sick , I 'm waiting for you
like an animal , all alone
moving around
I need you
wax, like a tear
not frozen , my hand pours grief
a dream where you and I, out of the night I dream the night
until the candle burns
gray , gray soul , as quickly as possible , to comfort me
I like a fire burning
completely
You , as the moon ,
cold
like ice
defrost
I beg you, I suffer
you are my one