Асванга - Горькие слезы Петры фон Кант - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There is no daylight here and there is no point in going anywhere. Wait for me. Remember the numbers, remember the dates. A hungry groan, the warmth froze even in the veins.

There is rope, soap, corners and walls on all sides.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,

It's not serious, pull the stop valve.

Gloomy shadows without remarks and words,

Only dilation of the eye pupils.

Sweaty hands, whiskey and ice -

And someone lives in this devastation.

All! Too late. Drink a glass.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant.

Close the window, there's too much daylight here. I don’t care, and thank God they’re dressed.

As the day wore on, darkness descended again over the edge.

Kill me if you have to, but don't let me go.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,

It's not serious, pull the stop valve.

Gloomy shadows without remarks and words,

Only dilation of the eye pupils.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,

It's not serious, pull the stop valve.

Gloomy shadows without remarks and words,

Only dilation of the eye pupils.

Sweaty hands, whiskey and ice -

And someone lives in this devastation.

All! Too late. Drink a glass.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant.

Torment and passion, pain and love.

Just to avoid getting depressed again.

Scars on the body, whose fault is it,

that she is again in bed and alone.

The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,

Happiness in doses and in half.

Out of hysteria, cries for an encore:

"Stop! Stop!"