Фрэнки-шоу - Безысходность - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And in the light of the final of this my life, this is not even a prayer, not a cry, it is a piercing whisper of horror. From the cold breath of hopelessness, which hits directly in the face. The breath, from the cold of which the pupils glass, and there is no way to even move the tongue, because looking at the entire scale of the perversion of what is happening, any words are meaningless. A whisper of horror from the realization that no one will come to the rescue. That the dream is dead.