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Как боги
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I've already shaken all of my insides out, breathing heavily
All of my words and thoughts are shuffling in front of you
On the edge after our meeting, I fly along the bridge
On the tips of my toes so I could reach your shoulder
But I can't shoulder you at all
Don't break me, don't break me
Leave something, at least a line and a stitch
There's so little left of me, so little
Empty and melancholic 1
You're strong, and I'm weak
You're grown-up, and I'm little
Curly-haired, cynical
Metal against my fabric
The night deceivingly breathes of spring, it knows by heart
How the boy masters his skill, and I fall for it again
And weakness pushes me on your shoulder
I'll mess it up sweetly and scorchingly anyway
Don't break me, don't break me
Leave something, at least a line and a stitch
There's so little left of me, so little
Empty and melancholic
You're strong, and I'm weak
You're grown-up, and I'm little
Curly-haired, cynical
Metal against my fabric
You're strong, and I'm weak
You're grown-up, and I'm little
Curly-haired, cynical
Metal against my fabric
- 1. lit. December-like

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