WHITE SAND
My last sun and a way of hero is over,
And my blind fear made my legs numb here
To let me die,
The sand embroils me to clean the past by death,
Take my hand, show me the true existence seed
In the mirror imaged in the sand of death…
Way to nowhere,
In all, that happened is no my blame,
I have lost all,
They threw me,
There was this mirage,
Mirage of my fall…
Can’t help yourself to all my misery…
I know this glance full of contempt and hate,
You wait for last terrible sin in my destiny,
Only white sand is a hope to escape…
Wait for the end,
Your patience will be justified,
Don’t make me bleed,
Cease my sufferings,
One desire smothers me,
Revenge in my heart won’t let me to quiet down…
Can’t help yourself to all my misery,
I know this glance full of contempt and hate,
You wait for last terrible sin in my destiny,
Only white sand is hope to escape…
Редакция текста группы Rainwill Воронеж 5
© Copyright: Ирина Галаган, 2010
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