27.03.2024
Lindemann - Till the End Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
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Till the End
I feel TillTill the end
From the hand, into the mouth
From your hand, into my mouth
My worthy heart
It sings no more
It's not that I'm sad
It's just been pricked by a sharp syllable
In my bosom it seems quiet and empty
It's lovesick and broken open
And no longer wants to dutifully beat for me
It's not that I'm sad
Only my heart is heavy
It's not that I'm grieving
The tears that drip from the corner of my eye
Are called to be only by the smoke
Give me another cigarette
Don't bite off more than you can chew
Nothing has to
Everything should
Everything comes
Comes to light
Love comes
Love is impossible
Impossible
Love is totally impossible
From the hand, into the mouth
Manually and orally
From the mouth, into the hand
He who is tortured has the choice
From the hand, into the mouth
From the mouth, into the hand
A commodity
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