Анна Кулик - НЕ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The sky is cut by a ray - the edge of a knife, the dawn spreads with blood across the blue surface... Four lines on the cover of my notebook - you cannot stay, you cannot endure, you cannot hold back...

Our wounds are sprinkled with particles of “not” - a simple cure for pain and unnecessary lies, when the question “you love me, tell me?” It’s so simple to answer “alas, I’m not worth you”... All this is empty when you look away, and your heart beats strangely as you exhale... We broadcast life in parts on other people’s screens - it’s easier - we are strangers to them. They will forgive.

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