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Key to the ground, the door IDEOLOGY.
My eyes can not see the light of day is, I can not look I face, my head in front of me.
I say remove the head, remove, prevent from falling. If it pitches have weight. My head is everywhere, my eyes are sleepy, if you're on my mind.
However, all those times when you've gone dim I thought, I said I would be entombed alive. Look I do not cry now. OK to not laughing, get used to, you know, without you even harder. Separation is difficult you know, you're gone Do not forget, even, even. One day maybe I'll call off the doors in the light of day. Are you looking for finds I do not know, maybe one day you look at the heart of you.One is standing there is a certain tramping.
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I was suffering sponsor
The sound of eyes looking for gaps heart is longing ... like a star in my sky is falling down, Echo lansa sound enough for me to my room and your eyes .. I do not want anything else .... all me in the only rose a better future to live a beautiful day with you all my life so beautiful .. and the price blank walls and telling you the name of the stars I wonder .. What did I ask you diye.Ölüm, longing eyes .. as if I'm burning like a flame ball at a corner and burst like volcanoes every idea youre thinking .. without you deprive your eyes all the night-blind bullets proves ... tar is painted ... I heard from you in Uçurtmalarimi lifted from my shoulders .. my heart is empty, migratory birds will not come di la .. I know ... I sent you heart and your eyes drop them in the palms ...
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