Is the sky blue ?! Really , is it ?! because i don't see it blue . It can't be blue , when i don't see it blue .
What moon?! and what stars ?! what are Ты all talking about ?! i don't see any of those !
do Ты hear any bird Пение ? do Ты hear any kid laughing ? do Ты see any color upon here или upon there ?!
Is there any thing may makes me smile again ?
Цветы ?! what Цветы ?! they died .. they died just like my lover !
He was my .. my цветок . Ты all know the Цветы , don't Ты ? they die very fast ..
When Ты get one , Ты become the happiest person on this earth ..
But when it die , your smile fades like a word on the sand .. your сердце breaks like a .. like a.. broken сердце .
Good moments ? what good moments ? there will be no good moments any еще .
why every thing is colored in gray ? i hate this color ! i don't want to see this color !
can't Ты see ? don't Ты all see that sky ? it's gray ! the sky .. it's gray ! i am sure ..
so, tell me , is the sky blue ?!
What moon?! and what stars ?! what are Ты all talking about ?! i don't see any of those !
do Ты hear any bird Пение ? do Ты hear any kid laughing ? do Ты see any color upon here или upon there ?!
Is there any thing may makes me smile again ?
Цветы ?! what Цветы ?! they died .. they died just like my lover !
He was my .. my цветок . Ты all know the Цветы , don't Ты ? they die very fast ..
When Ты get one , Ты become the happiest person on this earth ..
But when it die , your smile fades like a word on the sand .. your сердце breaks like a .. like a.. broken сердце .
Good moments ? what good moments ? there will be no good moments any еще .
why every thing is colored in gray ? i hate this color ! i don't want to see this color !
can't Ты see ? don't Ты all see that sky ? it's gray ! the sky .. it's gray ! i am sure ..
so, tell me , is the sky blue ?!
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the Розы bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that Ты have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement день coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the Розы bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that Ты have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement день coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
A child huddles in a corner,
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His сердце breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two Ангелы with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and by the time people notice
it's too late.
The three Ангелы have already left.
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His сердце breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two Ангелы with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and by the time people notice
it's too late.
The three Ангелы have already left.