*Verse 1*

It was the first time I tried it, and I immediately understood:

It's not a drink— it's my tongue.

A warm wave through my chest,

It's like her heart has flared up, even though it's not beating in her.

The world has become brighter, sharper, louder,

Even the pain is like music in my ears.

I threw everything away—the work, the words,

Only the glass, only the darkness, only the wine.

* Chorus*

Blood wine — it pours like life,

Only redder, thicker, you can't live without pain.

I drink — and I get high, I fall — laughter,

My heart isn't beating, but I'm still *in it*.

Blood wine is my last refuge,

It contains pain, ecstasy, and a farewell salute.

*Verse 2*