The morals swallowed by the waves sway inside the basket and sleeps
The rain drops onto this earth and doesn't stop
It keeps on hitting the ground
Even the love that's locked inside the shell, is swallowed by the heartless beast
What makes them do it?
I put my hand on my heart
The baby's first cry disappears with yesterday
It disappears without even being able to let out a word
Was it freedom that we won?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
My eyes shut closed
It disappears without even being able to let out a word
Was it freedom that we won?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
Everything gets wasted
Deep into the red darkness
The life I hold high and proud of
Неудачный идеал
Нравы, которые глотают волны, колеблются в корзине и снах
Дождь роняет капли на землю и не прекращает
Это продолжает поражать основание
Даже любовь, которую это захватило в раковине, глотается бессердечным животным
Что заставляет их сделать это?
Я кладу руку на сердце
Первый крик ребенка исчезает
Это исчезает, даже не дав возможности выпустить ни слова
Это была свобода, которую мы выиграли?
Чувствуя температуру тела моих мечтаний и я молюсь
Мои глаза закрываются навеки
Это исчезает, даже не дав возможности выпустить ни слова
Это была свобода, которую мы выиграли?
Чувствуя температуру тела моих мечтаний и я молюсь
Все потрачено впустую
Глубоко в красную темноту
Жизнь я считаю высоким и гордящимся(жизнь, которая столь высока гордлива)
The morals swallowed by the waves sway inside the basket and sleeps
The rain drops onto this earth and doesn't stop
It keeps on hitting the ground
Even the love that's locked inside the shell, is swallowed by the heartless beast
What makes them do it?
I put my hand on my heart
The baby's first cry disappears with yesterday
It disappears without even being able to let out a word
Was it freedom that we won?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
My eyes shut closed
It disappears without even being able to let out a word
Was it freedom that we won?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
Everything gets wasted
Deep into the red darkness
The life I hold high and proud of
unsuccessful ideal
Manners, which are swallowed waves oscillate in a basket and dreams
Rain drops drops to the ground and does not stop
It continues to hit the ground
Even the love that it captures in the sink, heartless animals ingested
What makes them do it ?
I put my hand on my heart
The first cry of a child disappears
It disappears without even allowing the possibility to release a word
It was a freedom that we won ?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
My eyes are closed forever
It disappears without even allowing the possibility to release a word
It was a freedom that we won ?
Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray
All wasted
Deep in the dark red
I believe life is high and proud of (life, which is so high gordliva )
