The last thing I remember you're sitting on the table. (I thought that you were sleeping... Maybe it was just disease) That day was hard, I wanted to be very drunk. (Well, I had a chance to come to pub at least...)
Waiting for your sight, I was so excited. You were more insidious than I thought It's sweetly to pour honey on my eyes But I am blind.
I have got stuck in syrup of these nice feelings (I really don't have so much tears to wash) I understand that my suffering has no reason (I see your happiness, you look like a jam that spilled...) Drink some water... Don't you see you got to stop running around me. Yes, I have everything. Thank you, but I'm not free.