Pâna la sânge [English translation]

You were reading the lines in my palm

You were lying to me and I thought we would hold.

You would tell me we are young.

The word "break up" was almost impossible.

The pain was also far away,

maybe an immoral one,

Sister with pleasure, sister with pure freedom,

mine and yours.

Two players on bluff, but with all-in untill the end.

Without reverse, the game is blind.

Deaf is the strike to the vanity

My arms / hands will remain crossed

Until you will leave for good or will approach.

Kiss me sweetly, sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream!

Kiss me sweetly, sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream!

You, forgive me...

To forgive you, forget me.

You forgive me...

To forgive you, forget me

But I don't bet on memories...

The title is clear, the messages are unclear,

In secret I accept to take revenge on me so hard

With silence and sighing, so heavy, so theatral,

So sweet often, but not so often bitter.

Principal belligerent,

He is unladylike fashionable

You are elegant, outdated

You never lie by mistaking

And you haven”t been wrong saying: real...can be only the skin and that”s it!

Without a reverse, the game is blind

Deaf is the hit in the pride

My arms will remain crossed

Until you will leave for good, or you'll get closer...

Kiss me sweet-sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream!

Kiss me sweetly, sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream!

Schubert can not describe

Not in major or minor

What have you done to me

In DO, in MI, in RE, in FA

And, in conclusion

The theft of emotions, it's not thievery.

Kiss me sweetly, sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream.

Kiss me sweetly, sweet to the blood,

Or reject me gravely so rough, with [a] scream.

You, forgive me...

To forgive you, forget me!

You forgive me...

To forgive you, forget me,

But I don't bet on memories...