You ask why I have become such?
And I answer simply: "This is life.
I'm from everyone and from all tired,
Although not even begun to live. "
Do you want to know the weapon I once loved?
And I answer, "It was one time.
Love is blind, and I'm not to blame,
What's in the heart only emptiness now. "
Do you think that I probably hurt?
Well, no. I got used long ago.
With all resigned, and I can breathe freely.
It's all over. And I really do not care.
You say, "Time heals all goes away."
And I answer: "No. On the contrary.
It only teaches us to live with our pain.
Do not believe, do not like and think ahead. "