Lyrics Оревкова Наталия - Мое сердце в тисках океанской дождливой любви

My heart is in a vise
ocean rainy love.
We can’t drink it,
do not spill on clinking glasses ...
Drowning in the abyss
the remains of green grass ...
An uneven sky splashed into my hands -
wearily.
And a flickering sun
wrapped in shadow and silent.
The ocean, dried up by prayer,
crowded again.
To drink, to drink ...
But water alone is unbearably bitter to me.
And the glasses are crushed
into thousands of small fragments.

My thoughts are in a vise.
Neither you.
Not the earth.
Not a paddle.

Splashed. It broke. Crumbled.
I didn’t convey ...

* Poems taken from interviews with Natalia