Текст песни Тим Эрна - Соната f-moll для пистолета и фортепиано

Sonata f-moll for pistol and piano

Thing happened once on the roof
Some nine-story house.
You kissed me shamelessly
And then what came of it later ...
I'm interrogative, you're almost naked.
I put a gun to your head.
And the cartridge is so burning to pierce your head,
That you just can't answer no.
You pound yourself like a chill
As if I'm asking for something special.
Like I don’t know something,
Nasty ... stupid my bunny ...
Zaya turns pale, but still hold on.
I slowly cock something back there.
How the pinkish love on the sight is warming,
Afraid of getting dirty in lipstick,
You wriggle at gunpoint.
It’s like we both dance a striptease.
As if you’re approaching now timidly,
And quietly go down.
Like it's about to end for us
It’s like you are an angel, but it’s kind of a whore.
As if ... That's enough around and around!
I'm going to shoot you !!
You know how much sits in the throat
Swallowed screams and cleared phrases ?!
... come on from a headache
I’ll deliver one of us.
I have only one in the cage -
He was first to another day ...
Now, close your eyes and remember:
I love you very much...

Tim Erna
www.timerna.com