I have just one more reason to cry about
That's no more dreams - all had broken at a time
And I am sad and sick like a lonesome sprout
That's ill because of someone's evil crime.
I have no more blue dreams, only black and white
Just like frames of an old film that are full of time
And if you'll tell me a reason to run and to fight
I'll give you a smile back, 'cause I haven't any dime.
Just tell me
© Copyright: Евгений Леви, 2009
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