Принципиально не буду править косяки. 1999. To Ang
1. I have only one big pain in my soul -
Like a sparky it burns my brain
And looks like a pretty blonde small girl
In a cycle again and again.
She tries to cross the ocean
On an old broken ship,
She's full of fear emotions -
They're falling her 'nto deep.
CHORUS
You know how are the wings getting hard,
You know how is white getting black,
You know how the years go back,
Oh, lovely angel of our hearts.
You know why the tears are so tired,
You know how the angels leave God,
You know how to crash by a sword,
Oh, cruel angel of our hearts
2. Doesn't matter how many years lost in a past
And how many oceans crossed -
You stay too hurt-dear for too-human us,
Of "more" needed you still stay "the most".
Don't you think it might be too late?
One day you'll haven't way
To find you chance to be escaped,
Your chance to stay the same.
3. You're breaking minds,
You're burning fires,
You're always flash and shine...
So, tell me why
You often cry,
Unknown for these times?
You're looking for
Home without foes,
Forgot about us.
4. I need in just one big victim of mine,
But don't know how could I pay -
I have to stop all her doings as crimes,
Continue them as good aims.
She still be in the ocean
(Doesn't know which is now),
She sails away of goals when
She knows about somehow.
—- We couldn't hold,
We haven't told
How much in a few
We still love you... —-
1999 г.
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