Анна Ривелотэ - Кровосток - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Dress in black. Cry black. This is so in a woman-and so in the lifting. Everything is different with her, except for the color of the eyes, but mine is deer, her are cow. Well, cling to me with something, come on, overfide an invisible bloodstress, and you can’t with your lips - at least give, damn it with it, your handkerchief. You do not know how greedy I am to you, I would have drunk, I ate you alone, I clicked on my eyes to the bottom, under my tongue, subcutaneously and intravenously, mercilessly, violently, frankly. Only, it is clear that Newton’s third law is honored by you above the other laws, and therefore with equal response power you always strive for someone else's bosom, and someone else call the sweet one, and kiss someone's eyes of the cow, but my blood already floods, I do not I know how to close this wound, I do not know how much it remains. I probably broke too early. I probably will no longer get up anymore. I will probably become a bloodless doll - white wax, silk and cold beads - or just all break up into the letters of these endless letters that fly, fly like an arrow without a target, all fly, merging with azure -free, in amazing watercolors, between amazing watercolors, between Stars fly and planets, of course, and other beautiful celestial bodies, all fly - and this will last forever. Well, you - get off. Arrived.