For what reason we grab the life if we are going to die?
If life is only a game that you know that are going to lose
We strengthen ourselves so much to learn
And somewhat still bigger to understand
Only to show that everything I know how to understand
Will be that somebody to answer me?
Will be that somebody to defend me?
It is necessary to concede me a little of hope
Then strengthens and plays the lance
About my heart
I will feel the pain and will have some reaction
For what to live what is reason?
That we should pass through so much affliction
Life is an eternal repetition!
Will it have something that can just be different?
Will be there a means of take me out of the chains?
There most be some reason...
In some moment there most be...Most be...
Most Be
© Copyright: Даниэла Вразинэк, 2011
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