***
It is already spring
Gimme a ring
I will pick up
To tell ya
About one more fuckup and failure
that life threw at me
There’s no one string
Inside
Left unbroken
Now guess who’s talking
Once closest now fake
Bring my old self back
I’m tired of bad luck stalking
***
In between
There ain’t just black and white, you say
But we’ve been through this twice
Unless you stay, spare the room
For better people in our lives
Russian poetic translation:
Говоришь, жизнь — не только черное и белое
Мы это уже проходили
Если не остаёшься, то уходи
Пока мне не надоело
***
Rhythm is a dancer.
Rhyme is all I got here.
Love is always answer
To yours what I do fear.
***
My body craves for touching yours,
I’ll get insane when it occurs.
Your hot’n’cold stare makes me numb,
Cannot but wait for you to come.
***
I’m fearful of the very thought of you,
Cuz nothing’s changed since Sunday morning came.
And only God knows when you say «I love you’,
I feel unsure of my reply’s the same
***
First things first but
cravings are on top
You think it won’t get better soon
Keep your eyes on
the prize when you feel low
Never mind giving in
Now I’m a spent firework;
but, jeez, at least,
I’ve been one
That’s how I live:
I come and go
no run is no fun
no fun
Inspired by David Mitchel, Cloud Atlas
