Here it comes

Элеонора Молочная
I've been suppressing my own emotions -
While doing what I thought was right,
I've been struggling with my own reminiscence -
When there was nothing to look for behind,
How mindless and wrong were my feelings,
How senseless was all this fight
Now I am left with some cold ashes
Of my my own struggle that is left behind.

And here comes this deep understanding
Of all my intentions in past
Of all your cold looks and feelings
That I rudely ridicule sometimes.