Come home, it s time
Into whirlpool all of these passersby
Be generous
I know for sure
Show me more
Movement of your waist or..or
Hold hard! Baby
You've become steel hardened in fights
By orders and medals in clothes up
As though passionate entrap
Oh, we raged of this exhausting misery in crowd
Only deads got no troubles
All their fleshes are stored in zombie-boxes
Most people are corpses but we are vividly alive, of course
it's not about you, you've lost
Oh, maybe I'm just another fucking rusty robot?
And all my corpus twisted by echo of voracious time
My connector is foul of tightly grime
Sometimes a short circuit occurs
One moment later it smokes after a fire
Please leave, we don't need to love, don't need to dream, don't need suffering
Please let, we rather escape, rather be blind, rather don't call, rather drop out
I want you to know
It's dear to me appreciate, too hard fall in love
I'm scared of lose you the one,
I'm driven at all
My universe,
Come home,
It's time
Tell me, baby, how you want to fall in love with that one
Who already deenergized
How you want to draw your lovely signal
Obsolete ciper, the switched channel
Prove me baby, you can fix chips
With an eye to revive
You can drop defit for other lives
I'm falling asleep, like mechanic wants so deep
It's too hot for two of us on my planet, for love
Model so elegant, so classy, streamlined, no reproaches, no flaws
The sensor is peeling on my radar for now
You give me one more scroll
And sattelite lost it, distort it again
Perception impossible for me, binary code too tricky for my brain
Connection lost, all images are destroyed with heavy rain
Please leave, we don't need to love, don't need to dream, don't need suffering
Please let, we rather escape, rather be blind, rather don't call, rather drop out
I want you to know
It's dear to me appreciate, too hard fall in love
I'm scared of lose you the one,
I'm driven at all
My universe,
Come home,
It's time
(approximate translation into eng. by Inna Korolkova)
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