Хорошие девочки отправляются в рай, а я хочу объехать весь мир
I could write this message on russian cause you never will read it anyway, but thats the only way I want to write it.
I feel like I could touch the sky when I see a message from you. I feel alive every day in 6 pm when you come home and just say hi.. Some days you say nothing more, but I still adore this ritual of our evening.
And I know in a half of hour you'll come and will make me smile.
I think I could be Jeanne D'Arc and break everything in my life to be a little closer..
If only I could know for sure you need me in your life.
But I cant..
I think I could fly if only I would knew you want me in your life..
But I dont..
And thats the only thing that stops me of everything..
And I hate myself for that indesicion.
So for now all I have is your 'hi' in half of hour that will make me alive again... And I'm waiting...
I feel like I could touch the sky when I see a message from you. I feel alive every day in 6 pm when you come home and just say hi.. Some days you say nothing more, but I still adore this ritual of our evening.
And I know in a half of hour you'll come and will make me smile.
I think I could be Jeanne D'Arc and break everything in my life to be a little closer..
If only I could know for sure you need me in your life.
But I cant..
I think I could fly if only I would knew you want me in your life..
But I dont..
And thats the only thing that stops me of everything..
And I hate myself for that indesicion.
So for now all I have is your 'hi' in half of hour that will make me alive again... And I'm waiting...
золотой проволокой, пламенем свечи, горячим шоколадом и запахом восточных пряностей. Я нарисую вас с глазами цвета диких пчел, с роскошным веером в руке, танцующей танец смерти в языках пламени, а за вашей спиной будут шелестеть синие шелковые занавеси. И подобно маленькому кусочку огня, подле ваших ног расположится юркая лиса.