Our life is so cruel,
What I hear every day,
We are slaves, we cant rule,
Just put up and obey...
Be like all, stop to dream,
Just forget who you are,
You are drop of the stream,
Which is going so far...
Far away from its core,
To escape its true nature,
I dont want anymore,
Be that kind of creature...
I will listen to soul,
I will follow my heart,
I will fill that black hole,
Which is ground for art...
And despite everything,
I believe I can fly,
I just need start to think,
And I reach for the sky...
And I reach for the sky...
© Copyright: Эсмира Рагимова, 2020
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