Give me more of that day - Do not, heart!
Want to get away with you - is naskitah!
My thoughts and scoot back to back!

I go - impossible!
My thoughts, scram ... and back to back!
I go - impossible!


Chorus:
I told you - Do not, heart!

In the back is not causing sores!
No heart - in my hands now is asleep!
No heart - there is so much love left!

I go can I?
Please lie to me once! / x2


If you delve among us at the bottom ...
Perhaps the love is there - lost!
It is not only a habit, not only conscience!

And one more thing to stop!
It is not only a habit, not only conscience!
And one more thing to stop!


Chorus:
I told you - Do not, heart!

In the back is not causing sores!
No heart - in my hands now is asleep!
No heart - there is so much love left!

I go can I?
Please lie to me once! / x5