I do live finished, in a finished lie
I have everythig that has a price, but I search for your heart
...welcome to the twenty first century!
And where is love,
Where do you hide it from my eyes?
Where are the forgers of my heart,
Why did you sleep at all?
I didn’t want to be born like that,
I didn’t want it!
It is too bad for me,
Arrange me again!!!
I do live finished, in a finished darkness
When I miss the sun, I have it by straw
... Welcome to the twenty first century!
And where is love,
Where do you hide it from my eyes?
Where are the forgers of my heart,
Why did you sleep at all?
I didn’t want to be born like that,
I didn’t want it!
It is too bad for me,
Arrange me again!!!
Send me an answer
So I won’t die on illusion
What should I ask for in this world
In which there is less hearts
Than people?!