Milan Nalimov - Blood Dripping Into The Road Dust

You, my clumsy soul
Why do you ache inside me
Dropping blood, dropping blood
Into the roadside dust
Nothing impossible will ever happen to me
To live without love is only to suffer
And that's just how it turns out
For you and me
I love you
You are my fate
To live without you in this life has become unbearable
To live without love is only to suffer