Текст песни Игорь Пискарев - Ломайте нежно мои кости

Break down my bones
Sustaines affectionately,
After all, you are not anger,
And extremely loving.

Where all right, you are also right
Let's soon a glass
Moral poison
My monster Retribution is discarded.

There is no more enjoyment in the world
Than guilty to forgive
And, ascended to the condescension,
His stupidity to digest.

And I repent in my powerlessness,
What a disgusting spot
In your life spread,
Attention demanding that.

And however, I'm all about sad,
There is no doubt - and live,
Dawi bugs, and the smell of vile,
Will the fragrance of love.