понедельник, 22 октября 2012
1.
The day passed without miracles...The day passed without miracles,
Without tricks, played boredom
Do not try to fly up to heaven,
Not standing, swaying over the abyss.
It's sad, but it is a reality.
Chorus:
I'm half asleep waiting for a flight,
Maybe out of the house, maybe home
Rails converge on the horizon,
Thousands of miles behind me.
Happiness is when you can just forget,
Do not keep the conversation about nothing
Say goodbye without regret and pain,
Open space needed for solitude.
2. I'm tired of being one of the other
Characters in your TV series
Come, when the city was quiet,
Leave when morning came.
It's sad, but it is a reality.
@темы:
музыка,
репост,
позитив,
доза кайфеина