Whining сhild - спустя столько зим - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

After so many winters, I finally realized that in reality no one loves me. And this is not teenage nonsense, puberty or blablabla.

It’s just that all the people needed made it clear to me that I am zero.

I will not even have pale photographs remain from me, because I always photograph and never take pictures.

From me will not be left in the memory of these people, because I always remained in the background.

Each of them was the only and most important for me.

I always played the role of a variable.

The role of a shit, corroding my soul, variable. dependent on others.

I needed you while you spat on my back and poking a screwdriver in my spine.

You all matured. They became more restrained, more closed and somewhere more intelligent. You have changed interests and values. outlook on life. on people.

and I?

And I'm Peter Pan