Текст песни Svaskalver - История моих шрамов

You entered without knocking
to my all-forgotten home.
You thought I would not hear
steps behind his back.

Pulled open by the door
the wind blew out the candle
and turned the page ...

***

 Now do not look away -
 you yourself decided to open a book
 in which someone wrote
 the history of my scars

***

On the white smooth paper
more than once blood appeared
when a clean sheet stuck
a dry tip of a feather

and every new word
tormented like the first time
but pain filled with meaning ...

***

 Let your heart stop -
 I will fight for him
 until you are tired of listening
 the history of my scars

***

The source of my suffering
now in your hand
untouched page -
my soul is a thin section.

Pen cutting letters
you draw a pattern on me
and soon finish the phrase ...
 
***
 
 Write while there is enough ink
 write while the words flow,
 but leaving do not put an end
 in the history of my scars

 Write while there is enough ink
 write while the words flow,
 put every point himself
in the history of my scars

(The author of the text and music - Fedor Alekseev)