I don't seem like myself
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I'm on the last page, but I'm not holding out much hope
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Before I was in your life, now I am not in your heart
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I cry with you, but believe me, I'm not happy
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I will go back to the beginning of everything - 2014
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The spirit and appearance of that time are in their place, not my shadow
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I'm melting off... hug me tight
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Let's get out of here or this country will not understand us
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Everyone who lies in my heart today will be lost from my sight tomorrow
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No matter how far we are, always think of me with you
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I'm always with you, in your ear, in a tight moment
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I've been on the road for four years now, with one year left
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How many for the 25th, how many for the 9th of December
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How many 19s, how many goodbyes
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My heart is mountains, I'm a fool, I don't like poems
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I'm already devastated, I don't have the strength to write a letter
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Songs are not help, nor poetry book
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Verses that take my life, the ointment of your broken hearts
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I am the one who found a solution for a thousand and one hearts on a sheet of paper
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I'm lonely today and my feelings are caged
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Garbage... I'm full again
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I write and empty the heart, I have strangled the soul
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I owe you every feeling worthy of hatred
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Maybe one day I can forget you, I have to check |
The first step I took towards death was falling in love with you
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In the second step, I learned how to count the others
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My biggest dream was to become a poet someday
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I became a poet, now I have to be worthy of poetry
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Don't say "I can't love you", how about "don't worry about me"
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I got back the feelings I lost because of you
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Don't say that everyone who strikes between us is among us
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Don't wipe your eyes if you cry because of me
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Every time I cried, it was a pain to see me
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I need your voice, but your silence is heavier than flowers
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A pencil in one hand, a pen in the other, a crumpled page
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The only thing left was my heart, and you took it away from me
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every path we start comes to an end
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Now my arm is broken and bleeding, and you are a pain in my ointment
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Take me away from this gray city, take my soul abroad
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Make my face smile and let this sadness run away suddenly
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I am syrup to poison, you are cold rain to a warm heart
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I am the darkness in the sun, you are in my sleep in the moonlit night
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No one has touched your hand, come back and be an old man
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Before this fire rose to the sky, you scattered ashes in the hearth
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My heart was pessimistic, it didn't look forward to a good day
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I am burying the hope born with tears in the ashtray |
Maybe a second face will be found to forgive you
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I am holding out a flower to her picture because I long to see her
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He said that if fate separates us, write my black luck
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The love that is destined for you is a pain for a hundred women
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My poems straight to his hair, if he dies one day, my improvisation
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Without him, my drunken state has brought a thousand troubles to my soul
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Every day a different drink table, every day a different smile
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Every day I see a different face, every day pain and every day
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I fall apart, I can't wake up the next morning
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All of them are poisoned for only one or two rumkas
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I can't control myself, it's like I'm in a role
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I hate myself, how could I be so destroyed?
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I want to write, the thought does not concentrate in one place
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I disappear into the white sheet and the outgoing breath does not come
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No one is worth gaining or losing
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If pride and love are in the same heart, nothing can cross
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Never... the one I see as my future
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Today comes before my eyes like my past
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From now on, he has a grudge against my dam, whose name I wrote a line for
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He falls in love on the first date and hates on the second
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I am the last train on the tracks of life, you are the first
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If you leave, who will wipe my tears? |
I grew up very quickly, I thought the pain would pass
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Every woman who comes into my life tries to erase you
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Helping to spread hope yesterday, love listening to help tomorrow
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If you don't do it, then you will beg for days from your life
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It's good that I'm here today, but what if I'm not there tomorrow?
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Even if you wait for my way, the moisture in your eyes will increase, it will be filled
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Then you will have no place to go, even if you die, life will be nothing
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Believe me, it's really too late to apologize
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It's nice to see your face every time
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I would stay away from you and open one a day
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I would break all hearts, I would be you
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Then you would know what it means to die unloved
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I still don't know which is true and which is false
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I took every word as truth and did not approach it with a puzzle
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Or if I'm wrong, then stop and explain
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In what hell is the family we dream of?
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Full treatise, sad ending
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I accidentally lost seven months of my life with you
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We had a great love, you destroyed it on purpose
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However, you could forget everything that happened between us
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I have come again, look at that address
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You called me cold and didn't look for me for ten days |
You didn't even laugh at me thinking I was cheating
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After all, I couldn't hurt you for his daughter
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No, I'm going to disappear without a trace for a long time
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You couldn't recognize me, I'm arrogant, not you
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Even if I live without you, I am not without myself
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It is true that I am deprived of everyone, but I am not without anyone
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You say some friends far away
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What you say goes to the table of the poor, to the hungry stomach
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It's a bit of a shame on you that you are ungrateful
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You didn't hear, you didn't see, you didn't eat
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If it was the same day again, if it was passing
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If there was a brother like Agarza, a beautiful brother with poetic eyes
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They left without a reason, whom I considered my family
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You would have already committed suicide if you were in my place
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I used to write out of love, now my poetry is out of anger
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Things that used to make me feel bad, now I'm happy sometimes
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I change from hand to hand, love-love
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The heart tells you to drink and get poisoned every morning and evening
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Get away from yourself a little, who will stay with you?
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Think, the day with you will burn the heart
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In the end, you will be forgotten and you will have only one feeling left
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That it's not worth loving, thinking that it's love |
No one is one of you, everyone is a stranger
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And years passed, I became ashes under the embers
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My eyes stayed on track, but I missed the remedy
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I miss myself the most, believe me, it's empty
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Maybe a word or two is enough, until you see it
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Those who have left me, have no obligation to return
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Like a dishonest parent, you throw the baby away
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A person cannot be so blind that he cannot see his child
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I didn't see any cruelty, I didn't see any lies
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When a friend died, I saw those who were alive and indifferent
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I've seen guys acting like artists for a girl
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When I came across a small stream, I saw some mountains
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Alas, I am a little unfair, a little merciless
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The head doesn't hit the stone, I'm on my knees without grief
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It is clear that sometimes you are lonely because of me
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One person was not enough for us to live in love
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The pen would not be so tired if it could draw a line for everyone
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If I can suffer with the friends I laugh with
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I will not go away from myself, if I fix it, then it will find a way
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Whatever good I had, my old friends made it haram
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It was my fault from the beginning, my fault
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If you don't see me cry, I'm sorry, of course |
It hurts my soul, I have this question for a long time
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Why did he trample on my rights and why was Sura offended by me?
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I would make that girl an artist and help her with her handicrafts
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I had no grudges, I was only going to help
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How could he think that I would do this for something?
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After all, there was no one, and if I didn't do it to him, who would I do it to?
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In the meantime, love broke down, and my halal hard work fell to the ground
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I did not know that after 5 months he will make me a slave to his ego
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You wanted to be famous, you are where you want to be
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And you would thank me for that
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In the meantime, he had to stay home to earn money
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I brought you to the studio and collected you from the wedding halls
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That your hands and feet are clean, what are you doing there?
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Anyway, stop by
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without you, my twenty-five
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You forgot to consider the person who has everything, now you have nothing
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You could destroy everything by feeding your soul with hatred
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You waited for respect, don't lose it
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We are still stagnant like then, like lonely rivers
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We are like the rising sun on a winter's day and January in the summer
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We are together in every breath we take
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Now we are like strangers |
Because you were very guilty, I counted every flirt you had
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My heart goes through that street, my legs are not satisfied
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I thought love was not love, but love at least
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One hundred remains, everyone says "I'm with you".
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Sometimes my eyes are filled with sadness
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The footprints stood out when the moisture was removed from my eyes
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When I didn't see you for a single day, how much I missed you
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We haven't talked for five months, see what I'm going through now
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Perhaps, this is a wonderful voice for my longing
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He is still anxiously waiting for his way
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Someday the pain of my soul will pass, but the feelings will not heal
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The most ordinary mistake killed all our truths
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I have become a puddle, selling the smell of flowers to smoke
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I was nothing but ashes in the furnace where I had been burning for months
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There was someone I thought was always there for me
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His last speech was different
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Alas... sorrow is filtered into the line
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For some reason, I look like you to every dishonest person I see
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You reached your final goal, you were taken by grief and I was taken by strangers
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I did so many good deeds and was remembered as a bad person
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a lamp of hope went out every day
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Every day I turned into someone else under the influence of alcohol |
I can't be that person anymore
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I was dying every day in your poems
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I am suffocated by this city, these people
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I am tired of this poem, these verses
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I'm leaving hoping not to return tomorrow
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I'm leaving, goodbye, goodbye, with love
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I am suffocated by this city, these people
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I am tired of this poem, these verses
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I'm leaving hoping not to return tomorrow
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I'm leaving, goodbye, goodbye, with love
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I am suffocated by this city, these people
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I am tired of this poem, these verses
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I am leaving, hoping not to return one day
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I am suffocated by this city, these people
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I am tired of this poem, these verses
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I'm leaving, goodbye, goodbye, with love |