Текст песни Second Cut (Timo Räisänen) с переводом

After one week drunk, air in my lungs

And I threw it away

I threw her away like news of yesterday

After one week drunk

Now I’m trying to get up

But the second cut was deeper than ever

I put my life in the hands of love, in the hands of the other

Torn to threads, trying to get up, try to peace me together

Chorused, beat, sunk, talking to much trying to shut up

She threw it away, she threw me away like news of yesterday

I’m chorused, defeated, junk

Now I’m trying to get up

But the second cut was deeper than ever

I put my life in the hands of love, in the hands of the other

Torn to threads, trying to get up, try to peace me together

Throw, throw, throw me away

Throw, throw, throw me away…

No, no, no. Don’t, don’t throw me away

Now I’m trying to get up

But the second cut was deeper than ever

I put my life in the hands of love, in the hands of the other

Torn to threads, trying to get up, try to peace me together

In the hands of the other, ooh yeah the hands of the other

In the hands of the other

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