Past Days
Автор: Алекс СэйлорМысли закрыты глубокой травмой
Не детства, просто злопамятной
Мыслью, что внутри меня вертится,
Я сам тут не верю в то, что во мне кружится!
Мне плохо? Да нет!
Всё прекрасно мой друг,
Я жив и здоров, просто устал,
Просто избил себя графиком.
Просто избил себя графиком.
If not in this world had I taken birth
If I could choose where my path would be,
To learn and live where I please,
Now alone with past woes, at ease
Now alone with past woes, at ease
Know this world, simpler than past days,
Here, each one for self, yet in the haze.
Every day, shards of a needed realm I see,
Not alone I should be, yet all's lovely.
And I crave friends, kin, conversation to last,
My life's an illusion of loyalty, steadfast.
Why live under someone's command, so exact?
My life, my domain, decisions mine, intact!
My life, my domain, decisions mine, intact!
If not in this world had I taken birth
If I could choose where my path would be,
To learn and live where I please,
Now alone with past woes, at ease
Now alone with past woes, at ease
Песня: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KE4ySjcsn90