Jan 25, 2013 09:00
Что-то меня переклинило...
И поперли из меня ночью стихи на англицком.
Though my day work's done
I cannot sleep tonight
I'm waiting for the Sun
Your image's on my mind
Though the day will burst
With all its divine light
Amid my deeds I'm cursed
Your image's on my mind
Whatever I will do
Whoever I will fight
My wishes are quite few
Your image's on my mind
But little did I think
And nothing I foreknew
I'm not a bloody hick
But fell in love with you