Easy it is to be full of excuses,
Day after day without a word from the muses.
Know, there is strength to be attained from within,
Thus I remain to see your beautiful grin.
I want you to hold me and follow my lead, ...
In the lonesome hours, when it hurts
I breathe by violence, folded in silence
I lost into discovered, washed out the reasons
Empty future I see, this is my reality
Wеre are the losers, dead without intelect... ...
Here I lay on the soft brown earth
Here I stay in love with every breaker's birth
And I completely... fall asleep, under the stars (and the trees) and breathe
To feel the atmosphere...
To breathe within the breath ...
There is something about your smile
A tinge of regret that has lost every style
A tinge that I see it's stuck in a net,
in a dream, burried deep and abandoned!
There is something else in your smile ...
The graves keep thousands of hidden secrets
And words that haven’t ever been pronounced…
The words that living people kept as sacred
And didn’t want those secrets to be found…
Oh, sacred words and unpronounced words ...
I go to sleep late at night
I cuddle you to sleep in my arms.
There is something magical in this sight
And there is nothing disturbing, nothing that alarms
My mind that something could ever go wrong ...