Leia февраль 2006

Ch:
This girl is so unpretty, but I’m in love with her,
When she is away I feel
My soul
Hurt
When I suppose that she forgot me
I’m so lost
I want to leave the world...

R1:
Her hair in the sunlight
Are golden streams.
Her arms under my lips
So cold and weak.
Her eyes like the rainsky,
Look soft but deep.
Her tender childish voice
Is all I need...

When I hear somebody telling
She is ugly, she is deadly,
And her soul is not so pure that I may think,
I want to weep...

Ch:

R2:

Her friends either don’t know me
Or hate at all.
We have to make secret
Of our pure love.
We can’t see each other
As often as we want.
I’m tired to be a coward,
I wish to go on...

When I see her window on the thirteenth
Floor it seems to be a mountain,
And when something makes me think of her
It hurts...

Ch:

R3:

After some years had passed
Since I left her,
I Realized I’m nothing
Without her words...
The alternative variants
Were alltime wrong.
On the way back to my past
I sing that song...

I felt that nothing can replace her
In my heart, and I’ll forgive all sins
To all the people of the world
For her return...

Ch: