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Умората, която не си тръгва
Прегърна ме и там остана
В очите, на дъното, намери място
Сви се и повече не мръдна
Опитах със сълзи да я отмия
Да я удавя в слънчеви лъчи
Във мрака да я задуша последна
В съня да я забравя, но уви
На нея мога само да разчитам
Че няма да си тръгне във нощта
Само тя със мене ще остане
Шепнеща най-страшните неща.
I carried you for so long in me...
First, in my heart - the seed I wanted to nourish and grow.
After, in my mind - the thorn I ripped out to burn.
Then, under my skin - smouldering ember I tried to suffocate.
I fell apart for you so many times,
I lost count of the years,
I lost some of the pieces,
never came wholly again - kept you hidden in the cracks.
What to do with the nothing you left behind?
Never knew what a day is like without wanting you.
Forgot what life is without hurting for you.
How does my soul move again with the scars of you?
How could this be healing?
If only I could remember you
I would've left a vein open,
never letting you fade away.