The last powers are leavin' me at the evening.
First day, last say, everything has lost it's meaning.
Loneliness is driving me crazy. No one helps me.
My amazing reprieve is far away. Should I pray?
God saves my soul. Boolshit, I'm lonely at all.
I'm living on the Earth, this useless ball,
Feeling only pain and breathing of the wind has left.
And death.
If your life is hollow,
Go to the church and pray.
Just live tomorrow,
No matter what they say!
Cause
Sun is rise!
(Gold light is all around you)
Paradise!
(Will come here when you)
Close your eyes!
(It's easier to breathe)
Paralize!
(Their lifes have no mot`ive!)
© 2005
Song Rising Sun
© Copyright: Ровинь Истрийский, 2005
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