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РАЗМИСЛИ
Сякаш някой безмилостно отсече ръцете ти , които ме галеха.
Сякаш някой яростно избоде очите, които се взираха в сърцето ми.
Сякаш някой преряза невидимите нишки между душите ни. Защо? Защо така мъчително? Времето.... Навярно времето изтече между пръстите ми.
The FareWell
There is no more life, there is none
There is no more life, there is none
There is no more rain, there is none
There is no more breeze, there is none
There is no more laughter, there is none
There is no more crying, there is none
There is no more fear, there is none
There is no more song, there is none
Carry me to where you are, carry me.
Carry me to where you are, carry me
When someone leaves, he who stays
suffers more
When someone leaves, he who stays
suffers more
There is no more sky, there is none
There is no more wind, there is none
There is no more ice, there is none
There is no more fire, there is none
There is no more life, there is none
There is no more life, there is none
There is no more rage, there is none
There is no more dreaming, there is none
Carry me to where you are, carry me.
Carry me to where you are, carry me
When someone leaves, he who stays
suffers more...
When someone leaves, he who stays
suffers more...
2. несбъднатите
3. дъждовни
4. стъпки
5. не_деля
6. Ролите в театъра
7. Пет травми - 1
8. Пет травми - 2
9. Пет травми - 3
10. Пет травми - 4
11. Пет травми - 5
12. Пет травми - 6
13. Пет травми - 7
14. Възрасти на душата
15. Не ме връщай
16. Импровизацията_ми
17. Един градски залез
18. .
