Your sleep is deep, but your eyes are open.
Red is the moon that rests in your closed fists.
Search to blindly find it.
The good grass just may be the bad grass.
Sleep of death, young in your solitude.
I burn in the forgetfulness that I can't be anymore.
A new sun for me to throw into your eyes.
A new sun to burn the bad steps.
All you are is all that you have.
You will not lose if you try to give.
Sleep on the sea, sleep rocked by the wind.
If you are only yours, then who am I?
Heavy is the thought hunted under the gentle eye.
I'm left to be only who I am.
Yup, stiu si engleza.
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And who are you?
Nu-s chiar sigur ce-ar trebui sa raspund la asta.:))
Dupa cum probabil scrie p-aicea, is Dragos.:P
And you are?
hehe..Daniela..dar era chesti aia cu stiutul..daca stii cine esti ca eu nici acum nu am aflat..si culmea e ca de ceva vreme tot incerc dar fara rezultat :)) acolo bateam,Dragos..:P
chestia*...sorry dar ma emotionai :))
Dac-am inteles bine ce-ai zis, raspund cu ideea ca nu cred ca trebe sa stii cine esti atata vreme cat esti multumit de tine.
Daca n-am inteles, raspund cu:
Aaa...Butter toast!
PS: Asta-i o piesa de la Luna Amara care numa am tradus-o in engleza ca ma plictiseam.:))
uff...da..ai si tu dreptate oarecum.. si luna amara :D nu ma prea omor dupa ei..mai intra ocazional in playlist
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