Текст песни yourenemy - из глубин чувств

And I dare to write again
And I do not care who hears it
I do not care at all except you, my dear creature you (only you my sincere desire)
I lay out everything is honestly and truthfully:
It is time to finish with all these verses
Why?
Yes, because I'm so tired of reading it
Write only cowards are beloved
In vain calling her muse
Yes, they are full of illusions mentally
But determination,
And yet somehow, but for some reason it becomes a burden
And I want it to inspire, give hope
Joy forced ...

And now I tell you straight and without references, that only I understand:
"I like you"
Madly and do anything about it can not
As early as a year. Or how is it last?
I think I'm just going to burn itself soon and let wither ...

These vanilla and strained sound of these words
I am turning into some type of antisocial
It turns out that some of the edge accuracy
Too much love, too much of the immensity
What matters is that you understand
What I want to convey
Sigh and say
The words of the poet depleted, what I began:

"You budish sense of mystery, sleeping,
And I know not overshadow tear
Your somewhere away staring,
Your false eye.
I do not know if you want joy,
Mouth to mouth, cling to me,
But I do not know the supreme sweetness,
How to be alone with you "

And now I tell you straight and without references, that only I understand:
"I like you"
Madly and do anything about it can not
As early as a year. Or how is it last?
I think I'm just going to burn itself soon and let wither ...