Каждый раз, когда слышу эту песню – бабочки грусть, и ностальгия, боже, эдиторс, почему вы так прекрасны?
How can we wear our smiles With our mouths wired shut 'Cause you stopped us from singing I can't shake this feeling I've got My dirty hands Have I been in the wars? The saddest thing that I'd ever seen Were smokers outside the hospital doors (c)