Не тревожь ее рваную душу

Do not find out why she cries.
Do not disturb her ragged heart.
Mascara on eyelashes, which flies.
She doesn't need your part.
 
In the hands is sharp blade.
Close to the veins its shade.
Like wine drops of blood.
White dress will slowly flood.
 
She decided it would be better.
Without thinking about gain.
All life, it doesn’t matter.
She wants to let go of the pain.
 
Stop finally suffer and cry.
Stop yourself torment.
She doesn't even try.
Life sense to invent.
 
And do not her pity.
This will not give joy.
Words will not treaty.
Soul doesn’t want enjoy.
 
She would just live in peace.
Lie down, sleep for a while.
Like a dream to forget your lips.
She will not see your smile.
 
But there is no desire anymore.
Sleeps, in better believing.
Do not expect an answer from her.
She’ll remain unforgiven.
 
She will take her last breath.
Quietly tear will fall.
Her blood will not be your stress.
Cuts were deep, after all.