Alban Skënderaj - Poeti (превод на Английски)

превод на Английски

Poem

Alone as always
Not even a sound is heard
Having fights with his mind
He's waiting the motivation to come
 
Reaches deep the hand inside the pocket
Maybe he'll find some money
Because the hunger throws him
And sharers the motivation
 
Pro refrain:
It says when I'll die,
I'll sell this poverty
Maybe then, I'll win the fortune
 
Refrain:
Until then,
I'll accept this failure
I'll sit on his lap
I'll make it a song
Until then
I'll joy this sorrow
Mmm.. This value...
My road without a return...
 
Having fights with his mind
He's waiting the motivation to come
Because the hunger throws him
And sharers the motivation
 
Pro refrain x2
 
Refrain x2
 
Пуснато от evita prifti в Пет, 01/09/2017 - 23:35
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Poeti

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