No cure

Анна Устиненко
There is no cure from this love,
Like there's no cure from the death,
And we're just looking for the path,
The turns our heart alive!
We're same in love, we're same in death,
And same is every single breath
We take from our selfless love.

And every kiss we take is past,
But we don't feel the same,
And every touch is not our blame,
That takes away the trust,
And every  faith  we take again
Will be our cruel shame,
And tears our heart apart!

There is no cure from this love,
Like there's no cure from the death,
And we're just looking for the path,
The turns our heart alive!
We're same in love, we're same in death,
And same is every single breath
We take from our selfless love.