✕
Album:
Perfect
Original lyrics
Translation
Nie płacz, Ewka
Don't cry baby
Don’t cry baby ‘cause there ain’t no room
For your girly tears
Down the love street crazy wind now blows
Through the broken panes
All the poets their wisely truth
Lost in silly games
In the empty bottles they just send away
Lists with SOS
Good bye then, now I know
I can’t solve all my urgent cares
I must go, all alone
Where they wait for me
Few old friends, they still wait
I can try to play and sing for them
One more time, it’s good bye
We won’t meet again
Prose of life kills friendships bit by bit
Tiny thread just broke
TV, guitar, and my old Ford
Dreams that I once had
All the prophets from my angry years
Gotten old and fat
To the claws of cash they lost their souls
Lies flow from their mouths
7You can thank submitter by pressing this button
Song details
Translation details
marektsubmitted on 18 Nov 2010 - 03:18
✕
