You
(I mean the girl that I'm now standing in front of)
Love
(I mean the feeling everyone's making fun of)
Me
(I mean the guy who's very very lucky today)
Now
(A moment caught up in the Time and Space)
Chorus:
And I don't know why
but no one can touch this feeling.
So, go ahead and try,
No, no one can touch
No one can touch this feeling!
Right!
They
(those two-legged creatures with cynical mind)
Try
(the verb that usually keeps us alive)
To break
(or bend... or drown... may be even burn)
Us
But we just kick their ass in return.
You know, we never learn...
Chorus:
Chorus:
You can be sad,
you can be gay.
But you don't have to shove it in my face.
You can be green,
you can be blue.
But you don't have to make me wear it too.
Cos' I got my feeling.
I got my feeling.
I got my feeling!
I got mine!!!
Chorus:
Listen to "Feeling" on www.smirnovmusic.com (track # 4)
Feeling
© Copyright: Песни Ивана Смирнова, 2011
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