I forgot for a moment ‘bout season,
Whether it’s autumn or end of the spring,
Likely that really at all doesn’t matter,
What can it tell about me?
Going down the street,
Going through the time,
I’m going to get what I really should know,
In all my sweep
I ask where and why
I’m going. just going to go.
Make, being eager, my path in September
Don’t wanna go home, it’s forgotten by me,
Maybe in winter one day I’ll remember
And will come back without fears.
Going down the street,
Going through the time,
I’m going to get what I really should know,
In all my sweep
I ask where and why
I’m going. just going to go.
Going down the street,
Going through the time,
I’m going to get what I really should know,
In all of my sweep
I ask where and why
I’m going, just going to go.
Autumn, 2012
I m Going
© Copyright: Инна Гетманенко, 2023
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