Текст песни 1,5 килограмма отличного пюре - Брокен Сонг

He did not sleep , did not eat, did not drink
he lived, he was exhausted
He suffered only one she
every hour all terrible .

I send out all the seams ,
from the love of his soul ,
before striking always ,
his eyes faded .

Etc.
Tears were falling in the sand
sadness sick etching
wept bitterly thunderstorms
he washed his cheeks shower
reviving the heart .

Perished in the fire of love
can be completely and you
all who love scorched
knows that how much.

We fuel in such fires
We are not guided by the fear of fire ,
there, as if in a fight to the death
we rush headlong .