Slowly I'm getting used To my absence Slowly I'm getting used To my indifference and I Sometimes think that It would be better if I wouldn't exist Or maybe not Or perhaps I might be wrong And i think that Everything what I desire, what I want Is burning Before I'll pull my hands for it It's burning It's just this one, I'm just asking you
Let's have a rest Let's lie down Let's forget
Slowly I'm getting used To my absence Slowly I'm getting used To your helplessness and I Sometimes think that It would be better, If you wouldn't exist Or maybe not Or perhaps I might be wrong And i think that Everything what you desire, what you want Is burning Before you'll pull your hands for it It's burning It's just this one, I'm just asking you