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Searching for pacification,
need inside of you.
Getting back humiliation,
from the one surrounding you.

Pleased with what you have,
thinking that you're gifted.
Is that all, that you can have,
on your way that's drifted.

There's obstacle inside ourselves,
dealing with the problem.
Never let it go itself,
don't rely at random.

no matter what I do,
no matter what I say,
no matter how I feel,
I know we'll be together someday.
You've been pulled away from me,
so I helped to push you back,
now I know what I lack.
I miss your arms around me,
and when I used to giggle.
I miss you touching me,
that always made me wiggle.
I know we'll be together someday,
I know fate will have it's way.
It's our destiny.

С этими чувствами в вечность идя,
В твоих мечтах хочу видеть себя.
Лишь для тебя хочу мир изменить,
Всё невозможное в жизнь воплотить.

Я под дождём хочу тебя обнять,
Боль усмирить, улыбку целовать.
В твоих глазах найду я красоту;
В мире, где ты живешь, ложь ни к чему.

Ты знаешь,
Только прикоснешься – стану я смелее,
И, где б ты ни был, я храню тебя.
Отдам я всё что пожелаешь, - я судьбы сильнее.
Я в темноте горю светлей огня,
Когда мне любовь ты даришь.

Я покажу тебе в...

Is this the real life -
Is this just fantasy -
Caught in a landslide -
No escape from reality -
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see -
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy -
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
- to me -,

Mama, just killed a men,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
Mama, life had just begun,
but now I've gone and thrown it all away -
Mama, ooo,
Didn't...

Another red letter day,
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating,
The other half run away,
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber,
Got a pain in the chest,
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest.

It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust,
Friends will be friends,
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention.
Friends will be friends,
When you're through with life and all hope is lost,
Hold out your hand cos friends will be...

How much does an opinion weigh
Does it really matter what I say
I can't be responsible
Be yourself or be a tool

Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...

Judge yourself
No one else

I don't intend to offend
I just offend with my intent
Beauty's in the beholder's eye
I just like the ugly side

Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...

Judge...

Verse 1:
I sit upon the empty sand
And gaze up to the everlasting waves
Wrinkles of the former smiles on my face
Melting sense of your burned skin on my palms

Bridge:
And if somebody ask me
Why have sadness settled in me?
Why do my eyes light off?
Why do I stand aside another love?

Chorus:
And I'll say,
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a answer to question why
I'm waiting for a bright day
I'm going to wait in spite of winds and rain
And no matter what they say
I'm...

At the Best Planet
Of Solar System
The Atmosphere is heated -
The Purple Children
Are Against the System
Of the outworn tricks and meastreating.

The Revoultion of Spirit,
The Revolution Of the authorities,
The Revolution Of Consciousness:
All the Past is sour,
The New Gears
Do Catch the Cognition in Touchness.

The Awakening,
The Enlightenment,
The Self:
The Renaissance,
The Universal Songs,
The Recoverability of a real Shelf

One who is against
Should Go...

Energy... the universal power,
making any thing and matter one.
It creates eternal tower
of everything that was and should be done.

Existence... the calibration source,
giving all its name and special task.
Where energy is a special force
that's up to place ideas on the desk.

Divinity... the existential ocean,
where every essence plays its role on stage.
Where energy is spinning in a motion...
and it is so at any time in any age.

Для редактора,
озабоченного передовицей,
он никто, какой-то Джон Мильтон,
затерявшийся на литературной обочине.

Актриса глицериновую слезу
из-за него не проливала ни разу.

О нем хранит молчание
радио и телевещание.

Нет ни досье, ни файлов секретных.
Нет псевдонимов народу известных.

Никому не интересно
узнать его настоящее имя.

Жив ли он, мертв ли он,
не проверяет никто.

Возможно в чулане
детективы найдут его труп
с разбитым лицом,
с открытыми глазами...

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