Текст песни Дима Spl4sh - в разбитых зеркалах

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in broken mirrors

You're my only fan, all alone
And sad to know that, too, is no longer left
True seeing this bitch in the mirror
Into fragments mirror shards on feelings

And weaker hands will flow tear
Mingled with blood, and this bitch sample
On dreams in which there was no such
Native such shelter in the sea

Where the lost ships and expensive yachts
Arrange the style on ferrets and iambic
Revev not die, in the yard or in the pits
It is not for me, you know, I would

Was able to breathe in the loop, laugh death
Melt the snow storm, pushing the sky
Watching a clean puddle behind it
Is native to the broken mirrors

Slёzka on your cheeks
How much will remain silent?
Sick to see you with another
In broken mirrors
 

Do not look back, there is a pain in the ruins
The song is not about you, because for many
If you were somewhere, I would have known
And so you do not ... Even in broken mirrors