Cocktail Of Dead Stars

Drumming on the glass — is it ice or a pulse?
I inhale your poison, knowing it all by heart.
The bar twilight hides the trembling of my hands,
I trace a meaningless circle on the counter.
My savior tonight is a tired bartender,
He will pour me oblivion instead of betrayals.


A tart swallow,
Your current pulses in my veins.

Припев
Pour me a cocktail of dead stars,
With the bitterness of galaxies and dried-up tears.
My cosmos has cooled, I am left at the bottom,
Your light, like a phantom, is fading in me.
I drink this night, where we used to shine so bright,
But after you — there is only hangover and dark.


Jazz crawls through my veins like a slow poison,
I catch someone's pitiful glance on me.
This club is for the broken, the empty, the unattached,
Here silence hits like a knife in the gut.
I swore I'd forget your voice and your laugh,
But loving a scoundrel is my favorite sin.


A tart swallow,
I'm breaking the lock again.

Припев
Pour me a cocktail of dead stars,
With the bitterness of galaxies and dried-up tears.
My cosmos has cooled, I am left at the bottom,
Your light, like a phantom, is fading in me.
I drink this night, where we used to shine so bright,
But after you — there is only hangover and dark.


To hell with the rules, to hell with control!
I'm drinking just to nurse the pain right here.
Our perished light sparkles in the glass,
You're not here anymore. You're not here anymore!
And let this booze burn me to dust,
I will keep the taste of your lips on mine.

Припев
Pour me a cocktail of dead stars,
With the bitterness of galaxies and dried-up tears.
My cosmos has cooled, I am left at the bottom,
Your light, like a phantom, is fading in me.
I drink this night, where we used to shine so bright,
But after you — there is only hangover and dark.


Dead stars at the bottom of the crystal...
All that's left...
There is no "me" anymore.
Only ice.
Only dark.