Target language: Engels
I haven't slept for nights, I look at the dark
I look for the smallest trace of light
The girl beside me as if she isn't there
I don't feel anything, just anything for her.
I think about everything, about myself and her
About empire of loneliness in that love
The present and the past lead us to the bottom
The future is lost in an unclear dream.
Empire of loneliness between us
Empty silence is a sign of boredom
The smoke of the cigarette makes breathing hard
I pretend loving her seeking salvation.
We rarely go out because she doesn't like that
and the arguments bring us evil more and more often
She is cold and all dislikable in the company
All she does is backbiting everyone
There is no good judgment about her to hear
Her temper isn't dear to anyone
There is no trust in me for her
The future is waiting for us in a destroyed dream.