Song of My Life - Daniel Kahn, Vanya Zhuk

Well, the very first love

Always burns you the worst

And the second love

Only returns to the first

But the third love’s a key

Rattling in the jack

Rattling in the jack

With your suitcase packed

Yes, the third love’s a key

Rattling in the jack

Rattling in the jack

With your suitcase packed

Well, the first war is waged

And there’s no one to blame

And the second war rages

In somebody’s name

But the third war is only

Because of me

Just because of me

Anyone can see

That the third war is only

Because of me

Just because of me

Anyone can see

Well, the first lie is cool

Like a cool morning haze

And the second lie drools

Like a drunk when he sways

But the third lie is black

Like a midnight frost

Like a midnight frost

Like a battle lost

Yes, the third lie is black

Like a midnight frost

Like a midnight frost

Like a battle lost