Я готов поспорить, что ты моешься голой. Шлюха.
1.Looking at the sea
Sitting on the shore,
Sometimes I just think,
What do we live for?
How I want to cry,
But my throat is dry,
And my voice is lost!
Whom I should to pray
To be free some day?
How much my wings cost??
Chorus: (Just feel it…)
Feel as you are
Erratic soul of freedom,
And you fly through the dark
To the rays of moon.
Feel as you fly
To the fairy kingdom,
And you thread through the dark…
To the rays of moon…
2.Why is it so dark?
Why is it so cold?
Looking at the stars,
Waiting for dawn’s glow,
How I wish to run
And to meet the sun
On the highest rock!
Where should I go
To release my soul?
How to break this lock??
Sitting on the shore,
Sometimes I just think,
What do we live for?
How I want to cry,
But my throat is dry,
And my voice is lost!
Whom I should to pray
To be free some day?
How much my wings cost??
Chorus: (Just feel it…)
Feel as you are
Erratic soul of freedom,
And you fly through the dark
To the rays of moon.
Feel as you fly
To the fairy kingdom,
And you thread through the dark…
To the rays of moon…
2.Why is it so dark?
Why is it so cold?
Looking at the stars,
Waiting for dawn’s glow,
How I wish to run
And to meet the sun
On the highest rock!
Where should I go
To release my soul?
How to break this lock??
Подозреваю, что на это есть и музыка?
и я даже знаю, кто мне её сыграет и споёт))
да, это и есть слова на то несчастное, что родилось на твою клёвую тему! =)
ого!))
че ого то?))
даже смысл есть кое-где на этот раз, да Х)
оч-оч))
ну а кто вдохновитель?