01.05.2024
KAZKA - Острів (Ostriv) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
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The Island
The island in the background of pity,Embraces the orphan.
A white bird will not fly out when its house is on fire!
The end is not in sight!
I want to breathe freely!
I'll throw down here my roots!
The beast of prey is man,
Me being like that is repulsive
I am escaping from the hands of my son!
The island in the background of pity,
Embraces the orphan.
A white bird is like a dream, It remembers the horizon!
I return with my thoughts!
I touch with my hands!
From the pain I hide!
Mythical portraits,
Sad silhouettes
I do catch in the net.
I will put them to remember
Into the photo album.
Још текстова песама из овог уметника: KAZKA
Сви текстови песама на овој веб локацији су само за личну и образовну употребу.
Сви текстови песама су власништво и ауторска права њихових власника или власника.