Livin In The World

Мёртвая Птица
;;I have to tell about my life

I have to tell how I just lie

I must have been the only one,

Who had to feel the real love.

But now I can exactly say:

Love isn't real, it's just pain.

I want to live, the Earth still rolles,

But who knows that it is just false?

;The reasons... Don't ask me of them!

My soul is clean, almost as lamb!

I still don't know what I have done.

Love was so far and I have gone.

And everyone, who tells me lies,

Will be nhappyly surprised.

;So, just remember, I'm not fool.

But I am very, very cruel.

This life must be the best of all.

And one our mission is - to fall,

Then you have to stand up and go.

The other people will follow.

And you must note that you're not one,

And you must always have a gun.

The enemies are over here.

This life's a game, it must be clear.


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Sometimes the cruel games we play
With other's lives and fate
Sometimes it's just in return way
We suffer from our hate

Олег Артынов   31.08.2011 18:00   •   Заявить о нарушении
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