Don’t trust your sleeps- it’s just a fraud.
Destroy your dreams, discard this load.
Let’s do it now-you would be free.
You’re staying alone eternally.
What's able to raise insensible heart?
In whirlpool of days you’re playing the part.
You don’t look for another affair.
It is all the same to you. It’s a snare.
You’re feeling cold in a casual kiss,
in dead outlook. He hasn’t missed.
He’s giving smiles for other men.
You’re envying them and ask again:
What's able to raise insensible heart?
In whirlpool of days you’re playing the part.
You don’t look for another affair.
It is all the same to him. It’s a snare