Текст песни эрик ким - не заживший на краешках рот снова рвется

permanent pain inside,
breaks my hands
breaks my head.
set sail all ships
kept the fortress.
would give myself every second
you, but
I don't feel like it anymore.

I lower my eyes again
mouth not healed on the edges
breaks again.
clockwork box
plays the same melody for a month in a row.

your lighter in your pocket
and a pack of your cigarettes.

smolders a cigarette butt
in my broken fingers
before filter -
burns
and you laugh.

poi soles
are erased
on rattling asphalt
by cold,
while I'm looking for your back
in this whole city -
you are this city:
you are each one passing by
you are all those who do not know me, but
will not return

you are every taxi called,
on which the taxi driver is a passenger.

loneliness in people
in hand
and in every "thank you for falling".
the weekend is like
failed operation -
trying to straighten the dislocation
and I break a joint.

the noise absorbs me there,
where autumn ends
and the music begins.
winter.