When you ll get tired
When your soul will almost die,
When you’ll feel a void like never,
Looking up into the sky.
Shout. Cry.
Let your anger fly into the sky.
Cry. Shout.
And you`ll feel the blossom of your heart.
When you will want to kill your cynic,
When you’ll want to be free,
When you will not betray your feelings,
Then you’ll fall to your knees.
Shout. Cry.
Let your anger fly into the sky.
Cry. Shout.
And you’ll feel the blossom of your heart.
When you will want to know the love-truth,
Cause your soul will soak with rain.
When your chest will almost ruptured,
Cause you’ll feel so much pain.
Shout. Cry.
Let your anger fly into the sky.
Cry. Shout.
And you`ll feel the blossom of your heart.
When you will see that life is precious,
When you’ll see that life is one,
When you’ll want to tame your passions,
Then you’ll see the time is come.
Shout. Cry.
Let your anger fly into the sky.
Cry. Shout.
And you’ll feel the blossom of your heart.
09.06.2021
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