Текст песни The New Tone - Окосевшее божество

1) Cupid was the god of calm,
And different jokes was not joking.
Who was passionate feelings and sultry
It is the heart arrows Raziel.

Charge incredible love
One was carrying his arm
Plunged in the heart, and, perhaps,
Before the coffin could be love

2) But in our modern world
Cupid seemed okosel
And not much left in sight
I love full, marvelous arrows.

So he took aim and let
As someone rusty arrow
But, to everyone of our sadness,
Boom sticks already in the forehead.

Here one arrow pierced
Somewhere in the region of unwashed feet,
And the second was hit by a cap,
I dropped it in the sand.

3) Cupid nectar drunk with grief
He shot a drunk for sure.
Sips nectar cheered,
But the pierced heart of fools.