Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - Больна

You're sick,
Sick sister, you are pale,
White pierces your thoughts ,
Slide your thoughts
From the sky to the bottom ...
And on that secluded at the bottom
Is life familiar to me ,
And the pain known firsthand.

Chorus:

There, is there any famously seriously,
Unshed tears ocean
There is more real than the living water ,
There's phones will become silent,
There you get tired of forgiving
Not your fault, you do not need to go there ...

You're sick,
Sick sister, you're the one ...
For two one illness - we kin ,
But more than me,
You only to the bottom.
Until the end of defying this murk
I also went to relax ...
Do not repeat my way !

Chorus:

There, is there any famously seriously,
Unshed tears ocean
There is more real than the living water ,
There's silence on the lips print
There you will not meet
And left alone , you do not need to go there ...

You're tired , dark ,
Tomorrow will be brighter ,
Day comes at five.
Drink tea,
The flower on the window fields
And go to bed .
And go to sleep ...