Текст песни Юляша Воронина - Бумага всё стерпит

In me, you throw thoughts with ribbons,
Maray with words, unnecessary careless.
And tears become oceans
Scratches handles - bloody wounds,
What you do with your fingers gentle.

I suffocate someone else's hope
Fairy tales, wrenches, dreams, errors.
You have learned to write smiles
Forever enveloping bitter, black
Abundantly consolished, reper
Cold-mourning clothes.

All fill in black!
You embroider a handle-needle
Gloomy sun covered with a mix
I am proud lady with curves silhouette ...

I will always stay your weapon,
Your oblivion and awakening
Weapon of evil inspiration
Deciding from grief to find a girlfriend.

And let my life - just a moment
Spoused into parts - you will not notice
Will take my electronic children
Someday the gift of infinite zeal ...
Calmly. Work. Patience. Patience.

But how to endure, stake covered with wounds?
In me, you throw thoughts with ribbon ...