Текст песни твои вещи будут за дверью - Просто пена

Just foam ...

You tear the roof like the wind,
You're lying, like the news in the newspaper.
All words like dirt parquet -
You can wash it off with water.

In these nonsense I do not believe,
Your things will be outside the door.
Let you become a better loss,
Than my destiny.

All-all-all-all your confessions are just foam,
All your suffering is just foam.
All your desires are just foam,
Just soap bubbles.

All your worries are just foam,
All your doubts are just foam.
You're like a plant, like a log,
You curl up without love.

Foam...

You leaf through feelings like a book,
How do you make movies for Kingu,
Tearing apart the Major Leagues
On the game of ping-pong.
Do not try to return me,
Do not come back as a boomerang.
I'd rather fall in love with a Chinese
And in his Hong Kong.

All-all-all-all your confessions are just foam,
All your suffering is just foam.
All your desires are just foam,
Just soap bubbles.

All your worries are just foam,
All your doubts are just foam.
You're like a plant, like a log,
You curl up without love.

All-all-all-all your confessions are just foam,
All your suffering is just foam.
All your desires are just foam,
Just soap bubbles.

All your worries are just foam,
All your doubts are just foam.
You're like a plant, like a log,
Just foam, that's all.