I get away again
To dust and smoke of Moscow.
The melancholy gains
With distance. Fucking snow
Hurts my face,
But my heart
Is hitting by the mace
Of living, f-fuck, apart,
Not seeing lovely face
In fortune's, f-fuck, disgrace.
Bitch-fate is kidding us,
Would like to laugh, but can't.
We r under the same stars,
R parted by this c-cunt,
Like one broken to parts.
My fucking train departs.
And all wha i can say
Is simple "sweetie, bye".
Under this frozen rain
My frozen eyes cant cry,
Both yours, honey, and mine
Goodbye, my sweetie, bye.
Декабрь 2015