Текст песни Plastic Tree - Itai Ao

Translation: Anton Shvedov

Pictures slide each other swim,
Looking at them, I feel abandoned,
Left all behind and go to sleep,
Wrapped in his cold bed.
Blue ink flowed slowly
In my breast, ready to burst.
Streams of dark bubbling and splashing
Handsomely.
I cried.
I could not help it.

And at night in the park on a swing someone quietly
Giggling terribly, he mumbled, laughing.
Perhaps from the flower beds near ...
Oh no!
Your voice is, nevertheless, turned out to be.

In the glow of a lantern you terribly sad
Standing, without a word to me saying: & quot; I melt ... & quot;
I tried to fix it but to no avail.
Do not go away.
I beg.
I'm begging.

In the eyes of the image varies, disappearing.
Color sadness slowly my mind absorbs.
Almost transparent pale blue, flowing,
Cloudy in my lungs hardens.