[Polina Gagarina]:
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
[Basta]:
Too many people, yet I'm lonely in this world of callous hearts
I'm ten years old. And these ten years are my "crown of thorns"1
Being lonely is a fate to me. It is my path in life
People look me in the eyes, feel sorry for me and tell me lies
I'm not like them. I'm not like the one they want me to be
And all what I'm expected to do is to drown choked by insult
Welcome to my inner ruined children's world
Which is built from ash and ruins
Here times prolongs to be longer than eternity
Here "Human" forgets what does "Humanity" mean
Here is a little man choked by the indifference showed to him
He screams and cries. But the grownups turn their backs to him and close their ears
Little "Faith"2 was writing another letter to her mom
But her mother will never read these naive tender words
A big mansion that happens, unwillingly, to be "The sweet home" for lonely unwanted little kids
An angel said to "Faith": "I'm asking you to bear a little bit"
Believe me
[Polina Gagarina]:
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
[Basta]:
God gives each of us, along with life, a talent
This talent is covered and hid deep inside as if it were a priceless treasure
Too many obstacles on the way. Too many aimless years have been lived
You wanted to be "on fire". But instead you doomed yourself to "burn down"
Big people's world3, the noise of the universe in their heads
Little man. But inside dwells a huge fear
The light is off in the room and you stay alone
Face to face with darkness and your silenced cry
It's hard to help. It's easier to use a careless look
Evolution extracted from us this shrewed isolated look
Every one has their personal collection of plastic masks
But for once you may want to refuse them and just say: "Hi!"
Hi to the world where I'm needed by someone
In which I will live. Live for real and not act as if I am
I will do good. And this good will be kept in secret.
Hey you, Grown-up, you are someone's "Guardian Angel". Got it?
[Polina Gagarina]:
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
And there the angel said to me: "Hold on for a little bit
I will give you a new life tomorrow
Tomorrow I will give you a new life
I will give you a new life"
1. Crown of thorns: According to the New Testament, a woven crown of thorns was placed on the head of Jesus during the events leading up to his crucifixion. It was one of the instruments of the Passion, employed by Jesus' captors both to cause him pain and to mock his claim of authority. [Wikipedia]2. The girl's name is "Vera". Though the names should not be translated, I chose to translate her name (Vera= Faith) for a reason (check the author's comment below)3. Grown-ups' world