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World of my own It's my boiling soul that tells you more when you're alone, It's my burning mind that makes you want to fill the hole, My talking eyes are free, they hide the pain within my youth, I'd rather see you blind to save you from the war behind. I've created a world for myself, All my hopes are waiting to be left. Let it be much more, Let it be more than I've ever seen through my life. Let it fill my brain, Let it fill your aims, Let it force my love to grow. It's like circle of thoughts, It's like the pain of trust, It eats you from inside. It's like a creadle rocked, It's like the pain of trust, I'd rather see you blind. While the time was stopped in the darkness, fear was left behind, Nothingness was waiting for the patience of my fearless mind, My talking eyes are free, they hide the pain within my youth, I'd rather see you blind to save you from the war behind. I've created a world for myself, All my hopes are waiting to be left. Where is the sign from the sky? Why could it have gone away? Our fate will not reply. It leaves you nothing more to say. Szöveg ford.: Mihály Gergely vissza |