Bog Ustal Nas Lyubit'

We overdosed a bit
Remembered all that we wanted to forget
Or layed down on the rails too late

God got tired of loving us
God got tired of loving us
God just got tired of loving us
God simply got tired

There it is, cartridge-case from the bullet that stroke through
The card that you cannot beat
We're left alone in this world

God got tired of loving us
God got tired of loving us
God just got tired of loving us
God simply got tired

I would tell all that I know
Only it's forbidden to talk about that
This fresh fallen snow will never melt

God got tired of loving us
God got tired of loving us
God just got tired of loving us
God simply got tired