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Nameless
You live on a sixteenth floor Today you feel really mad You suddenly lock the door You have something in your head. You come to the window and look, Look down at the rushing cars. You're reading the sky like a book, You're smiling to winking stars. You suddenly feel like a bird, You wish you were able to fly But your wish will never be heard And you'll never touch the sky. Just spatter of blood on the road, Police is stopping the cars. The moon's like an eye of a bird, The sky's full of winking stars. 21.01.97, Интер |