Dakh Daughters - Умри - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Step over 20 hands wet, I don’t have enough strength or curls of hair, you gave the past I want to tear out the throat of them a full city, I told my mother to the hell! Pale white roses? Touched in pale white color sink the cities of die. If you don't love me, I break my hands, I break my lips I break your body through