Году в 2007 пыталась написать песню на английском))
(Verse 1)
No one in this lonely world
Tells me a word of support
No one but myself
Loneliness in people’s minds
Looks at me through their eyes
Hissing “Go to hell”
(Chorus)
The illness of big cities
The problem of these days
You’ll recognise its victims
When meet them face to face
Loneliness is all around
No place it can’t be found
Even on the underground
In rush hours hear its sound
(Verse 2)
Everybody in this world
Sometimes must have got a thought
That he’s lonely here
Nowhere in these crowded streets
Never in my wildest dreams
I have lost this fear
(Chorus)
The illness of big cities
The problem of these days
You’ll recognise its victims
When meet them face to face
Loneliness is all around
No place it can’t be found
Even on the underground
In rush hours hear its sound
Loneliness
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