Текст песни С.Л. - Сотый раз

For the hundredth time I go
Huddling feet in the blood
I believe that I will find
Faith and love
I hear laughter from behind
I hear the cry everywhere
But I used to, I used to

I had forgotten the good old world of dreams
I break the hand, I break your fingers in the blood and again
Punching walls
We have raised prices
Do not forgive infidelity
Epilogue poem

For the hundredth time in a row
I see the same dream
Ladder to the Top
Broken aperture
Just down the abyss
Finish in the tone of the scenes
Only the first step
Cut sleepy banner!

I had forgotten the world of children sweet dreams
What is broken, I got older, no more tears!
Punching walls
Breaking veins
We reserve the shadows
Fallen on my knees ...