Wait, I’ll light a minute in the room,
I will look at your eyes, full of tears and deception.
I'm tired of sleepless nights and want to hear no.
Oddly enough, probably it will seem strange.
Ah, how bright suddenly, a light flashed from the ceiling,
But not a thread of tungsten flame cuts into my eyes.
Tell me finally, tell me as soon as possible
How you live without faith and how I can live without hope.
And through the window, moths fly and moths fly,
Breaking on the glass, but not losing his faith.
Let someone say to me: no faith, I will die of anguish,
But with hope together, and this fundamentally changes everything.
And if so, then I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll probably go
To bloodworms that live alone one day, like me, under the moon.
Throw your cards over the sheets, the cards don't lie
Well, turn off the light when I close the door behind myself.
Throw your cards over the sheets, the cards don't lie
Well, turn off the light when I close the door behind myself.
