Girl, stop crying

The glass trembles from sighs in the dark,
A cold gleam of the moon on the ceiling.
Your eyes are two faded holes,
Where unborn worlds are sinking.


The clock is ticking, but time stood still,
And the sky outside the window is pitch black.

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Girl, stop crying,
Tears won't wash away this night.
Shadows merge into slush,
No one will be able to help.
Girl, stop crying,
Hide your fears in your sleeve.
Time is just a bitter pulp,
Eternity is an intertwining of herbs.


A ghostly pattern smeared by mascara,
A soundless, endless reproach.
The cups are broken, the bitter tea is drunk,
You whisper "by chance" to the edge of the abyss.


Words sound, but the throat is parched,
And our sun went deaf in the mirror.

Припев
Girl, stop crying,
Tears won't wash away this night.
Shadows merge into slush,
No one will be able to help.
Girl, stop crying,
Hide your fears in your sleeve.
Time is just a bitter pulp,
Eternity is an intertwining of herbs.


We will fall into this sweet gloom,
While the moon mints every step.
Let this cold burn everything inside,
Just close your eyes. And don't look.



Припев
Girl, stop crying,
Tears won't wash away this night.
Shadows merge into slush,
No one will be able to help.
Girl, stop crying,
Hide your fears in your sleeve.
Time is just a bitter pulp,
Eternity is an intertwining of herbs.


Stop...
Just stop...