Cocorosie - Ana Lama | Текст песни

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• Cocorosie
• Ana Lama

If you think that I am ruined
I'm not ruined, I am whole
I am fine, not even broken
Maybe soft-spoken, maybe so
Although my bones you may have shattered,
It doesn't matter, it's not my soul

And then you crushed me like a flower
The final hours but how to go
I thought you loved me
The way you touched me
Your wicked violence I did not know
I thought the father was the protector
Was the creator but you are none
Although my bones you may have shattered
It doesn't matter, it's not my soul

And If you think that I am ruined
I'm not ruined, I am whole
I am fine, not even broken
Maybe soft-spoken, maybe so
Although my bones you may have shattered
It's only matter, it's not my soul
Although my bones you may have shattered
It's only matter, it's not my soul

And then you crushed me like a flower
The final hours but how to go
I thought you loved me
The way you touched me
Your wicked violence I did not know
I thought the father was the protector
Was the creator, but you are none
Although my bones you may have shattered
It doesn't matter, 'cause I am whole