“Blind”
Ну чего уж там. Пусть снова будет дорога… 6 секунд еще одной жизни.
…It started to rain in the middle of the sun
Winter’s begun…
I see reflections in the water
Autumn colours, summer’s daughter
And as the year is growing older
I see winter on my shoulder
I stand in the haze
Watching stormy ripples grow on my own
Never knew your needed
Till I found myself standing here alone…
In the summer days we flew to the sun
On melting wings
But the seasons changed to fast
Leave us all behind
Blind
“April”