Текст песни Теория насилия - Особенно нежно

Raw eyes tear the paper to shreds,
My love turns into a fight -
In an absurd battle of clothes and the knife.
So, what you're like the poor man - the soul.

Messed up everything all mixed up in the crowd.
Today, I lied to myself.
A strange girl opened the door for me,
And she said through her tears: "You do not trust me anymore!"

Do not write songs without pouring wine.
Your bored look - a glass bottom.
You are obscures sunlight.
I do wonder how you got in verse.

Five girlfriends tight schedule - again, I did not have time.
For one, I killed for the other sick.
That night, a blazing forest run away
Dance wolf dance on snow clean-shaven.

Sleepy thoughts fly into space,
My new friend is listening «U-2."
I can not love, but want to learn.
A neighbor in the ward advises treated.