Make me cry
Severe reality of alien dreams
The unknown angels
Transplantation of rotten organs
Waiting for a cold morning
Make me cry | Год:
2000 | Автор(ы):
A.Кобединов | Последняя
Every night you try to run away from obsessive image.
Every night he caresses you and drinks your blood.
It"s killing you and you want to hurt me. Recollections
back me into your mind and break your dreams. But I
beg you to free me from this chase for the past!
All I need - just to part from. All I need - to forget you.
But how it"s deceptive! It"s very hard when you have
lack of comprehension. My heart is enchained with
you, I"m forceless… all my dances with you go with
pain. The pain you haven"t expected. You think I"m the
cause of the torment. But I"m so far from you and my
minds so nearby. Oh, free me from these visions which
we dance in. You don"t care where you turn away from
me. But something ghostly lacerates your heart.
Forgive me! But I can"t forget these images of love
which are so sad, sadness feeds me. I"m going blind,
I"m afraid to see reality. Fear, solitude, quiet cry, what
is still expecting me? Kill me! I"m not free. Embraced with
dark silence she feels sweet but cold touch. The taste
of bitterness is on her lips. The pulse of my heart
emanates from her bosom. It"s depressing her and
satisfying. Why does not she say a word? Ducking in
empty reflection again. She corners me with cold blood
in her head. Play my feelings. Lark with my sorrow,
this is her way to part from reality. Something dismays her
virginal tranquillity, something tender and mournful, it"s
filling her. Sinking her soul in sweet dreams. But it hurts
her. She cries going in the streets. Does she like my
condition? But what are you going to do now? She drowns
in the ocean of disappointment all is pale and alien. But it
will end soon cause it"s not me any more.