Галат - Под землей - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I’m standing at the grave, everything is overgrown with nettles.

Forgive me for not coming for a long time (sorry)

But it hurts me to look at and again in my soul what we experienced together...

By trial and error from rented apartments, where there were pogroms and screams.

Everything that was built again on the ruins is now rotting with you under the wormy earth.

More than death, calm my fucking rage.

So how can you afford it? You could have died so easily.

You avoided answering, that's enough now...

And you won't say a word...

Yes, I wanted to wash away this pain.

All the shame, scandals, but instead of salt for van, you only pour salt into the wounds.

And anger plays in me, you should take it with you and not feel sorry for me.

And now to endure this torment inside every day is death for me.

I'm decomposing alive, I can't stand on my feet.

I’m getting worse and worse and worse, give me a coffin and a cartridge, I’m ready to shoot, yes, I’m out, but maybe I’m out of my mind...

My life, it is so well-worn, flows like a river and flows like a stream.

And then, throwing me to my death, the bitch, she herself lies warm in her grave.

I hate it! Rituals, ceremonies, and shamans will not help.

You remained lying there under the concrete slab forever.

The pulse quickens and insomnia sets in.

And I am only two steps away from the abyss, not to fall and to raise myself, but when this is over, and know that doping has not helped me for a long time.

And about the dead, whether good or not, I have the right to say anything about you.

After all, I knew that you were cheating, and you have always been.

I don't give a damn about my love.

How so? I wished us only the best, but I’m tired of waiting every time you give me a chance, I didn’t even have time to say when (**) you were scum, but now the darkness is darkness.

And the trail (***), there’s a mess in my head again, and I’ll never get everything back.

Yes, I slept through my happiness here twice, well, give me a sign, bitch, at least in my dreams..

Tears flow here looking at the grave

You will return with a piercing scream over my house, like a bird flying in a car horn.

A blinding glare, in a tattered album of photographs, on the old pages of a read book, falling leaves and every snowflake

I remember how it inspired me to write these songs, forced me to write these songs, KNOW! I wrote these songs for you!

No one can prove that you died, in my life the ending has come forever.

I have seen people’s tears a thousand times before, but I only felt their full significance now.

And I remember... all your words and promises, you left without even leaving a will.

There were many of them, but know that I forgive, why doesn’t someone else visit you here besides me?

God help me wake her up, pierce the earth with thunder and lightning.

Take me to heaven in transit so that I can bring joy to everyone in this world.

She... it's time to go, I'm unlikely to return, dear, goodbye, date of birth - 1994, date of death - everything is completely erased..

So I couldn’t make out the cold (******) and the stove, and instead of a name on the tombstone there was an inscription...