Child in a Wardrobe

Илья Калыгин
Child in a wardrobe!
Why do you live
Such a way?

I was born on a time
When everything was ruled
By a gun.

I wanted be free
I wanted to love
And be loved.

I wanted to see
I wanted to feel
And to trust.

My father killed her
And broke my dreams
Into dust.

I stayed here in four
Walls that don’t know
My desire.

I want to be king
To know everything
That you know.

I want to feel wind
I want just to see
The white snow.

Somebody lives out
And I do live in
Many years.

I was a young boy
Now I grew up
No more tears.

My dreams they have changed
Now I want blood
Make you thrill.

I want you to run
Cause I cannot stop
Want to kill.

Child in a wardrobe
There’s door outside
Please repeat:

I’m not dirty shit
I know I can live
Yes I’ll try.
I’m wiser than you
Moneylligators
It’s true.


© Copyright: Илья Калыгин, 2005
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