America always has been in my head,
It couldn't come out, it entered and stayed.
Those beautiful pictures in books and TV,
They've been in my mind since I became free.
Chicago or Boston, New York or Kew West?
I can't even choose the way for the rest.
The city of Angels, the place of cowboys.
I'm going to sing of them with no voice.
The country of dream is like paradise,
Its sights are amazing, the are really nice.
The country of stars is like universe.
I'll put this whole world today in my purse.
I'll carry it home and hang on the wall
In order to make me achieving the goal.
America always has been in my head,
It couldn't come out, it entered and stayed.
America
© Copyright: Зарема Бекирова, 2013
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