Текст песни Иран Бэд Гёрл - Руки в крови

The mirror of life is getting dimmer and dimmer
Thoughts of sad people fly by
I'm not hurt, but,
My hands are bloody from the sound of the streets of extinguished lights
My life spills over into a mass of empty balconies
Torn souls for whom there are no laws
For them there is only a fallen city
In which they sometimes come
Groans and hunger
No, I won't leave, I'll rot in the company of people
That got enough whores
I will remember
That wonderful city that shone like
The sun is cold
But it just so happened
And no one will remember that burnt year
That took the sea of our adversity