Текст песни Іванна Шкромида - Я тебе ще не знаю

I do not know you, and yet it's even nice -
found flaunt bend your skin
and studying things that look out prints
your fingers - it is my inalienable delight.
You live in me the idol of death.
My gunfire.

As you humbly to death, humility in your madness,
only warm wrist throbbing in my peredtechamy,
And forget what you learned and your writing published z'yidzhena,
I do not know who you are, but for a long time prymahnichena -
For this you in eternity
Proyidzhena.

In short, the evening shaking and trembling in the morning - sylnishaye,
and zbihayuchy stairs, fully back not return.
Bo do not know if this will keep obscurity is forever,
and you unrecognizable in color and body hair.
So I happened.
Flee as may know more.