Alex-ike - Я не постер - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Lord...I didn’t make a poster like this, I don’t care about my soul. Stop before it’s too late. After all, it’s unbearable, because it’s simply suffocating.

Hey, wait, wait, wait, guy.

Tread carefully, this is my soul.

She is very thin, like the strings on a guitar,

And you will crush her if you take even a step.

I am not vulnerable or sentimental, but it might seem so at first glance.

But this is a mask, you attacked the wrong person.

You want to hurt me, well, go ahead.

I can stand it all, I will endure it all, so come on, come on, feel free to spit in your soul.

You are not the first who wants to hurt me, but if I am hurt, it won’t be by you.

Taking out another dagger from my back, I knew what I was going into, I understood it. There are so many who are trying to harm me, but if you hit me in the back, then I am ahead.

Lord...I didn’t make a poster like this, I don’t care about my soul. Stop before it’s too late. After all, it’s unbearable, because it’s simply suffocating.