Yesterday flew away like a winter bee
Sticking a sting deep in your heart
This cold memory kills - and we agree
But I want us to warm ourselves today, at least in part
Shut your rotten mouth, my conscience-mousetrap!
Boy, get up!
I paid for my mistakes in full
And glad.
Your father gave his debt, and you?
Remember but look at the new!
Nostalgia is the devil’s tool
it’s painful and sad.
So sad...
Our high hopes, as always, have broken us.
There are only dreamers or lost
Yesterday flew away like a winter bee.
But I forgot about him, to learn how to just be
Shut your rotten mouth, my conscience-mousetrap!
Boy, get up! and straighten up!
I know those who love life now
Not bad, babby, it’s not bad
The girl gave you great love, and you?
But no one here is new!
All live in trees or underground
Remembering a small slap
Shut your rotten mouth, my conscience-mousetrap!
Boy, get up!
I paid for my mistakes in full
No bad, babby.
Your father gave his debt, and you?
Remember but look at the new!
And this romance is dead.(х3)