I’m not calling for you I’m not praying for you;
It seems air is a pain and I’m breathing it through.
Maybe I’ll stay alone with this pain till I die,
But you will never know about this in your life
You say sorry to me - I don’t need this at all,
I don’t need anything – there’s no life in my soul.
Just don’t pray, don’t whisper, don’t take vows…
I’ve got tired, I’m bored with all words about love.
We are not worse than others, we are not like them
There’s no problem, no guilty and noone to blame.
Are you going away? So, come on, if you want,
But try to understand that there’s no way back home
You can’t leave me at time, it forever will be
‘Twill be late when you see, that you lost me;
But don’t pray, don’t whisper, don’t take vows…
There’s no love in my heart anymore, not at ounce.
I m not calling for you I m not praying for you...
© Copyright: Милена Бжассо, 2004
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