You are the chosen one
Maybe not the only one
You say you hold your breath
until you feel alive again
Your hair is grey, your childhood gone
You dance around and sing along
The tune you hear inside your head
A theme like this must be your own
Dear friend I have no illusions
You owe me a pretty apology
I'm facing the last necessity
of leaving it all behind
My home is where my heart died
Don't listen to what they say
I may not be your best friend
and I know you feel the same
Дитя противоядия
Ты избранный
Может, не единственный
Ты говоришь, что задерживаешь дыхания
Пока не почувствуешь себя вновь живым
Твои волосы седы, твои детство прошло
Ты танцуешь и поёшь
Мелодия, которую ты слышишь в голове
Эту мелодию сочинил ты сам
Дорогой друг, у меня нет иллюзий
Ты задолжал мне немалое извинение
Я сталкиваюсь с последней нуждой
Оставить это всё позади
Мой дом там, где умерло моё сердце
Не слушай того, что говорят
Я могу и не быть тебе лучшим другом
Но знаю, что это взаимно
You are the chosen one
Maybe Not The Only One
YOU SAY YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH
Until You Feel Alive Again
Your Hair Is Gray, Your Childhood Gone
You Dance Around and Sing Along
The Tune You Hear Inside Your Head
A Theme Like This Must Be Your Own
DEAR FRIEND I Have No Illusions
You OWE ME A Pretty Apology
I'm Facing The Last Necessity
of Leaving IT All Behind
My Home Is Where My Heart Died
DON'T LISTEN TO WHAT THEY SAY
I May NOT BE Your Best Friend
And I know You Feel The Same
Child Antidia
You choose
Maybe not the only one
You say that delay your breath
Until you feel again alive
Your hair is sedatives, your childhood has passed
You dance and get
Melody that you hear in my head
You composed this melody
Dear friend, I have no illusions
You owe me a considerable apology
I come across the last need
Leave it all behind
My house where my heart died
Do not listen to what they say
I can not be your best friend
But I know that this is mutual
