Scratched up and busy, he's overrated
And he thinks about himself, no one can save him
Lost in a fog and outside in
When he wishes he wish to rebegin
But that is far from the truth, at the start
He couldn't find the heart to up and bear the fruit
Scratched up and busy, he's overrated
And he thinks about himself, no one can save him
Lost in a fog and outside in
When he wishes he wish to rebegin
But that is far from the truth, at the start
He couldn't find the heart to up and bear the fruit
ПЕРЕВОД
Он переоценил свои силы, он исцарапан и загнан в угол,
Он думает о себе, и никто не может спасти его.
Он потерялся в тумане и снаружи его,
Когда он хочет этого, он хочет всё начать заного.
Но всё это далеко от истины, а в самом начале
Он не мог найти путь к сердцу и к плоду.
Он переоценил свои силы, он исцарапан и загнан в угол,
Он думает о себе, и никто не может спасти его.
Он потерялся в тумане и снаружи его,
Когда он хочет этого, он хочет всё начать заного.
Но всё это далеко от истины, а в самом начале
Он не мог найти путь к сердцу и к плоду.
Scratched up and busy, he's overrated
And he thinks about himself, no one can save him
Lost in a fog and outside in
When he wishes he wish to rebegin
But that is far from the truth, at the start
He could not find the heart to up and bear the fruit
Scratched up and busy, he's overrated
And he thinks about himself, no one can save him
Lost in a fog and outside in
When he wishes he wish to rebegin
But that is far from the truth, at the start
He could not find the heart to up and bear the fruit
TRANSFER
He overestimated his strength, he scratched and cornered,
He thinks of himself, and no one can save him.
He got lost in the fog and outside it,
When he wants it, he wants to start all knitted.
But all this is far from the truth, and at the very beginning
He could not find a way to the heart and to the fetus.
He overestimated his strength, he scratched and cornered,
He thinks of himself, and no one can save him.
He got lost in the fog and outside it,
When he wants it, he wants to start all knitted.
But all this is far from the truth, and at the very beginning
He could not find a way to the heart and to the fetus.
