A keresés eredménye

Alone

The winter will end
You know (that)
When the warm days are back
It will melt
 
The people made of ice
Concrete and glass
And we are alone
The people made of ice
In concrete cities
And we are (one of) them
 
(But) We are in love
We still are
Put your hands around me
I need it
 
The people made of ice
Concrete and glass
And we are alone
The people made of ice
In cities of concrete
And we are (one of) them
 

Life's trifles

Incoming calls - it's a surplus,
The phone is silent - it's the usual thing.
The houses got old, you got tired like I got,
Nowhere made it on time, and already late everywhere.
 
The whole your life is not about you,
But it's just life's trifles.
The whole your life is not about you,
But it's just trifles.
 
And nothing that has passed was written down,
The words are forgotten, the challenges are erased.
Have been holding onto days, but have been wasting hours,
Counted till twenty - didn't become any older.
 
The whole your life is not about you,
But it's just life's trifles.
The whole your life is not about you,
But it's just trifles.
 

Dances in a flat

A door of iron,
And sad dances in a flat.
Time passes,
Deleted scenes from movies.
 
Plans like that,
Dances in a flat.
Plans like that,
Dances in a flat.
 
A door of iron,
And the walls are trembling empty.
Everything outside of the window,
Sheltered a concrete dust.
 
Plans like that,
Dances in a flat.
Plans like that,
Dances in a flat.