Tell her

Tell her i'll never be free
Tell her i am not coming home any soon
Tell her these words tenderly
As tender as silver of a young shiny moon.

Tell her i know everything
Tell her i know how much love she could give
Tell her that i am broken wing
Of a mockingbird spirit who has not much to live.

Tell do not be afraid
Tell her do not share the tears of her cry
Tell her if she feels betrayed
I'll return as the sunlight only after i die.


9.4.2012.


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there's not only a lot of tenderness but sadness, too. why?

Твой Пепел   11.04.2012 12:34     Заявить о нарушении
This is actually a pretty old song of mine, which i have edited a little bit lately. We use to performe this one back in 1998 in LA and even recordered it in a studio.

Серж Блэйк   11.04.2012 13:39   Заявить о нарушении
wow. but i've found some mistakes there)

Твой Пепел   11.04.2012 13:40   Заявить о нарушении
I mean, shoot, show me the mistakes! :)

Серж Блэйк   11.04.2012 14:16   Заявить о нарушении
Thanks, dear! Oh well, in a song it all sound pretty well :)

Серж Блэйк   11.04.2012 14:40   Заявить о нарушении
i know) but you also know i always see them in the poems)

Твой Пепел   11.04.2012 14:42   Заявить о нарушении
yep, that's the kind of girl you are :)

Серж Блэйк   11.04.2012 15:29   Заявить о нарушении
what kind of a girl am i?)

Твой Пепел   11.04.2012 15:30   Заявить о нарушении