The night sweeps my chest, My thoughts turn blurry like your moves. You've been here so long That your face's been mistaken for mine. I just asked you to believe in me, But now there's no eagerness left! Два такта: Humiliation is not so far from humility - You played with these silly words To swindle me and my lovely dog. Humanity, humidity and all ths other hum's Was it me who imagined it? Watch - I can bring it down, Easily destroy what I gave birth to: Dreams, ideas - Everything is made of ether.