IzhNews #0D 28 февраля 2003

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lyrics - poem of his own world. "

        Own World

(C) Race ^ Freedom


      I feel that I do not like the others:

      I'm not inclined to lie and preposterous desires

      I do not see our world in all its beauty,

      For me, it is filled only suffering;


      And I want to be away from all

      Away from it all, that increase in breathing,

      But in response I hear only laughter,

      And in her eyes I read a misunderstanding.


      I sit alone and look at the passers-by,

      Feeling their views, hopes, anxieties,

      Well, I do not care - because I do not like them:

      We have them in a different way of life;


      And I feel the pain within me,

      But not really know what to me;

      Not since I was thinking to leave yourself

      But this is only a thought, because I - devoid of the 
rest ... 


      Why was I born? All my life I was torn

      On this issue, but said:

      "Do not think about it!" or you get lost! " -

      This is how I have tried everything quietly.


      And I'm locked in a cage, but who has the key

      And to leave her without a return

      But do not feel like me again to fly in the clouds

      And fall again, when it is not necessary.


      And I live alone and waiting,

      That he would return to me everything that I sought;

      But it's all too much - it's dreams,

      From which I too have long refused.


      But it's long! maybe once

      I will bypass torment;

      I decided to leave the world without your return -

      Only this will be my consolation.


      As I have long suffered, knowing all the rage

      Heartless world in which we live,

      And I am sure that neither we nor the nature

      Calm it will never find.


      Leading into the sky invisible doors

      Revealed to us by God, looking at us,

      He sees that we have done all of his children,

      And, realizing that he had made, regrets now.


      And I know all this, but the fact of the matter is

      That nobody does not believe me, do not want to listen:

      Because so many people so hard-hearted soul,

      That this would cry and my heart and ears.


      That's a life here - nor there, nor here,

      Anywhere we can not get away - that's the horror;

      Remains for me only to look to the skies

      And whisper "help us", and the tears are flocking to the 
pools ... 


Verse:

E | E | C | Am |
E | E | C | Am |

Loss:

E | C | Am | D |
E | C | Am | Am |