Napisao sam nekih 8 pesama (tuznih) ali to cuvam za sebe, ali eto odlucio sam da napisem jednu javno, cisto da vidim kako cete reagovati (ustvari vec znam al ok, nece vam se svideti)...
Ako vec hocete da napisete nesto, napisite iskreno
Crying
When you start to cry, you feel the pain,
The pain, who comes from soul,
Your soul is everything that you have,
And your soul have secrets too.
Into the forest, where people don't live,
Has something strange and undiscovered,
You scared, because this is strange,
And people don't like that.
Want to be alone, want to thinking,
Illusions will come and you feel the sadness,
You thinking about the past, and begin to cry,
Because, your past is poor and miserable.
Begin to listen the nature, into the dark,
And relax your mind of thinking,
Take a look to the sky and feel it,
Darkness isn't evil, darkness is grief.
Don't want to live anymore, everything is lost,
Your last days spend with your friend,
And he knows how you feel,
He knows your secrets.
Lost love, lost faith, lost life, solitude comes,
Cry of a child echoes in the dark,
Feel the spirit, feel the pain,
You must to stop cry, because crying destroys.