Жаль, я не одна із тих,
ким би ти міг пишатися..
Але я не одна із тих..
тих, що звикли здаватися..
Що лишилося мені?
Прокидатися навесні,
щоб писати тобі..
щоб писати тобі..
Щоб писати тобі пісні.
Плакати і сміятися..
Течія оберігає тих,
хто їй звик покорятися..
а я не одна із них.
Що лишилося мені?
Прокидатися навесні,
щоб писати тобі..
щоб писати тобі..
Щоб писати тобі пісні.
____________________
Wake Up On The Spring
Sorry, i am not one of those,
whom you could be proud of..
But i am not one of those,
who used to surrender..
What is left for me?
To wake up in the spring..
to write you..
to write to you..
to write you songs.
To write you..
to write to you..
to write you songs.
Cry and laugh..
The current protects those
who are used to obeying to it..
And I am not one of those.
What is left for me?
To wake up in the spring..
to write you..
to write to you..
to write you songs.
To write you..
to write to you..
to write you songs.
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