Bilmirəm

Did I leave you, or did I leave myself? I don’t know Poison filled my cup; in the end, sorrow spoke No one stops by, no one asks what is wrong Either I am to blame or you are—I don’t know When blue and red lights filled the room I never knew they could dazzle the eyes this much This life is a show that ends at the final moment It keeps throwing the two of us into an endless fight You, or perhaps me—I don’t know Me, or perhaps you—I don’t know Who wins? Tell me, what is the prize? Who keeps interfering in everything I do? My heart and mind pull me in opposite directions You are this heart’s most beautiful habit You, or perhaps me—I don’t know Me, or perhaps you—I don’t know Did I leave you, or did I leave myself? I don’t know Poison filled my cup; in the end, sorrow spoke No one stops by, no one asks what is wrong Either I am to blame or you are—I don’t know When words fall silent, hands reach out in vain That is why I chose to be so far from you Far from sorrow and grief My eyes redden, sometimes ashamed Because I face you every time Inside, I grow more distant from you Separated from myself, I feel like someone else Each day I walk around more numb—come I am tired of the world, as if the world were a lie Let people go; let them leave and wipe the dirt from the world We are over; now the world feels like a lie I am left in the middle, as if I were its only resident Did I leave you, or did I leave myself? I don’t know Poison filled my cup; in the end, sorrow spoke No one stops by, no one asks what is wrong Either I am to blame or you are—I don’t know