A knife

Tak by i moi rodacy Irlandczycy rozumieli co czuje...

My soul lost in darkness
My mind is screaming
This pain kill my brain
I can't find my true name
All I see is your body
Now
I don't think about me
My dream is I want you see
I hold a knife in my hand
I know where is my land
I want kill myself today
I don't wanna stay!

my body is nothing
I am nothing...
So I will say goodbye
I know
it hurts
but I do what I feel
I know
my love is real
You don't want to
give me yourself
It's clear...
My blood...
It will be your dream
Whenever I will be
I am going with my fears
Nobody else can save me
Only one person you!
You run to me now...
But it is too late...

I am dying
With the bloody knife
in my hand...

autor

Lady in Red

Napisany: 2005-05-04 Dodano: 2005-05-04 16:23:39

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