I don’t feel anything anymore – я не чувствую более ничего
I can’t even stand on the floor – я не могу даже устоять на полу
Ain’t nobody seen on the street – на улицах пусто
They’re all shadows you meet – лишь тени идут навстречу
Town is turning all black and white – город становится черно-белым
Empty voices all on my mind – бестелесные голоса звучат внутри
I can touch but I can’t feel a thing – я могу коснуться, но не ощущаю ничего
I’m a bird with no wings – я — птица, у которой отняли крылья
Bridge
I forget how to sleep at night – я забываю о ночном сне
I forget how to eat – я забываю о пище
Chorus
How am I even trying again to stay alive? – как же мне пытаться жить дальше вновь?
Ain’t no rivers to cry – плакать больше нечем
‘cos it feels like they’ve all gone dry – все реки слез высохли давно
Air is sweet and it’s sweeter that wine – воздух, должно быть, ароматнее вина
You’re not here to lay that on the line – тебя нет рядом, кто скажет мне об этом?
And my legs have been sinking again – мои ноги подкашиваются снова и снова
Since I just don’t know when – уж и не сказать, как долго
Like a child lost in the streets – я словно дитя, затерявшееся на улице
And my cigarette’s burning my lips – моя сигарета обжигает мне губы
And my coffee don’t taste anymore – мой кофе больше не имеет вкуса
Ever since you were gone – с тех пор, как тебя нет со мной
I don't Feel Anything Anymore - I do not feel more
I CAN'T EVEN STAND ON THE FLOOR - I Can't even resist the floor
AIN'T NOBODY SEEN ON THE STREET - on the streets empty
They're All Shadows You Meet - only shadows go to meet
Town IS Turning All Black and White - the city becomes black and white
EMPTY VOICES ALL ON MIND - inexpensive voices sound inside
I Can Touch But I Can't Feel A Thing - I can touch, but I do not feel anything
I'm A Bird With No Wings - I - Bird, from the Wings
Bridge
I Forget How to Sleep at Night - I forget about a nighthood
I Forget How to Eat - I forget about food
Chorus.
How am I Even Trying Again to Stay Alive? - How can I try to live next again?
AIN'T NO Rivers to Cry - cry more than nothing
'COS IT FEELS LIKE THEY'VE ALL GONE DRY - all the rivers of the tears dried long ago
Air Is Sweet and It's Sweeter That Wine - Air must be an aroma
You're not here to Lay That On The Line - You are not near, who will tell me about it?
And My Legs Have Been Sinking Again - My legs cut off again and again
SINCE I JUST DON'T KNOW WHEN - ALWAYS TO SHOULD
LIKE A CHILD LOST IN THE STREETS - I Like a Child, lost on the street
And My Cigarette's Burning My Lips - My Cigarette burns me lips
And my coffee don't taste anymore - my coffee no longer has taste
Ever Since You Were Gone - Since you are not with me
