I'm tired of counting the days
To keep a diary on purpose
When we are not alone
The sky falls lower
We both are like a glacier:
We are half visible,
But what is under the water,
Only me and you know that
Refrain(x2):
Don't kill my recordings from a voice recorder
Maybe someday they'll become the songs,
Maybe not fully sincerely honest,
As I wanted,
But all about you.
Since the first minutes
Going down to the bottom,
Like the carrot and stick,1
Hiding sorrow under the cheerful mask.
Around us
There's a frame of the Universe,
And all would be nothing,
If it were not just fairy tales...
Refrain(x2)...
Refrain(x4)...
1. Originally "gingerbread and whip" - a russian idiom with the same meaning