Rainguard - The February of Eighteen (Михаил Щербаков "Восемнадцатый февраль", eng version)

Михаил Щербаков — Восемнадцатый февраль, перевод на английский с русского can you please just leave your ennui? don’t believe you are so fragile give me your hand, forget the manners all the morals what you mean turn you now to the window you would see the path to go while is walking from the door the February of eighteen I’ve fell down off the stairs flowers left us broom not flavour and no money who’s to blame but we wouldn’t have them here oh my darling you’re so pretty with delight I’m only blinking but the thing I need to give you ‘s the February of eighteen of eighteen the winter storm make me falling off the circle of eighteen my precious girlfriend you unlikely would just be and you tenderness this weather could just whirl my head like never I’d like it but it leaves whatever the February of eighteen I’m not like this cause I’m angry but I’m weaker more just get it not a sucker just pretending but romantic like some prince I will drown in alco spirit oh my darling, aren’t you sleeping? I will leave, could you forgive it - the February of eighteen but for what we need this anguish? look, the spring is almost standing here - can we find some splendid in our glasses winedrink? I would heal all of your wounds and would melt away while flying gift for you, my golden child - the February of eighteen.