Broken Heart...
Dirty Soul...
Hands in blood...
Voice like howl...
You were happy, were in love;
You had freedom, flew like dove.
You were tipsy of her light,
But her eyes were black... like night!
What has happened to your mind?!
Whu have you left Silent Side?!
You are looking for your doom!
Now you are alone in empty room!
SOLO
No war! And no love!
No stars shining in dark sky!
You won't see white dove,
It flyes too high, high...
Higher!!!
Broken Heart!
© Copyright: Владислав Безликий, 2008
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