Холодное (Cold) by F.P.G. translation

Verse 1:

Authentic and severe, but how else amongst the bulls?

When so many feelings in the chest, but so few words in the head

(You) go into an open bar to put out the fire that has burned the soul from inside

And melancholy is dying in a glass of beer as cold as your ex's heart

Verse 2:

You've got so much to sing, but no desire to succeed

To cast pearls before someone and get copper for it

In the smoke of pubs and the filth of souls and words where you understand you're superfluous

The only thing pure is a tear in the glass eyes as cold as your ex's heart [x2]

Verse 3:

You knew there was no going back, but you welcome the hopelessness

Having known the heaven in life, you know for sure what the hell is

And your death, waltzing with you, leads you to meet the Almighty [x2]

Pushing and spinning on the blade of a knife as cold as your ex's heart [x2]

Pushing and spinning on the blade of a knife as cold as your ex's heart