Tonight everything contributes to my defeat
While angels starve the devil has its epilogue
You were a fallacy, the most beautiful in the last wagon, the necklace you don't miss
Tonight sadness holds a monologue in an empty hall to me
You as beautiful as a fairy tale, not to grown-up, but old me
Hoarse from silence, and we could've done so much
But the mind is not familiar with the heart
Sometimes, after all, I want to curse you
Because you cheated on me the same time as on him
Some loves are maybe still worth the pain
Ours never again, we crushed
To two pieces