Take Out My Heart - Возьми моё сердце

-Перевод с русского на английский. Оригинальный текст М. Пушкиной-

The night has spread a gloomy fog,
I don't dare stir abroad.
Reality's like a nightmare,
I can not find peace anywhere.
The dullest pain will never calm,
My hand will tighten on the gun.
A phantom's trembling in the mirrors,
The phantom of love...

Chorus:
Take out my heart,
Take out my soul.
I cannot be here anymore,
I feel so alone.
I'm falling apart,
I've ruined my world.
Just a candle is weeping for me,
Weeping at the cold dawn.

You died on a gray and rainy day,
The shadows softly flowed away.
I'd never seen the face of death,
Its grandeur left me out of breath.
Your frozen eyes were full of pain,
It still does make me go insane.
The phantom's trembling in the mirrors,
The phantom of love...

Chorus

I hear the ring of the morning bell,
The air's gleaming
With golden chime and the crowd's yell.
You are sleeping alone in the cold.

I hear the ring of the morning bell
And demons screaming,
The sky is split, and I see the hell.
I have loved only you in the world...

Take out my heart...