I was tired, I was tired, I was
just looking for an excuse,
I sang the song, the
leaves of time didnt come back
, the crow of sorrows
went and didnt reach its blood,
one
rider in love didnt see anyone in the mirrors, my
dear accident,
you were the only one
among all my songs, you
were the only one who sang it, the cold
hands of
our roof dont have a wall,
one day in famine, the song of the
world detracts from us,
I am the last passerby
on this long street
, I came late Go and
dont listen to my voice
, one day
I will find the sun in your eyes,
oh night, the darkness and the whistle and the blindness
of my dream, I am
tired, I am tired of my
heart looking for an excuse,
enough when I sang the song, the
leaves of time did not come back
, the crow of sorrows
went and did not reach its blood,
one of the riders of love and no
one saw in the mirrors
, my dear incident, you
were the only one
found among all my songs, you
were the only one who sang your
hands. Our
roof has no walls
, one day in famine, the song of
the world will make us smaller,
I am the last passerby
on this long street, I
am late, I am late to go early,
dont listen to my voice
, one day I will find the sun in the lightning, oh night, the darkness,
the whistling, and the blindness of my dream, I am tired of my heart looking
for an excuse,
enough is enough, I sang a song, the
leaves of time did not come back
, again the crow of sorrows
went to His blood did not reach him,
and he
did not see anyone in the mirrors.
