They are not always pleasant dreams,
Which seem
Sometimes so mysteriously
I hurry in the thoughts
I hide my lies under my pillow
When I run (What for?)
I run from somewhere and I do not know wher
Sometimes so distant
I seem distant
I am cowered into myself
I am innocent (meanwhile)
The silence creeps by night
And I ask…
R:
Like butterfly
I long for roses
I look for water into deserts
I try my power
I already have thousand wishes
Diaries hide sentences with question
Quarrels and reconciliation
Page by page
Allegedly big girls like me do not cry anymore
The silence creeps by night
And I ask…
R:
Like butterfly
I long for roses
I look for water into deserts
I try my power
I already have thousand wishes
Diaries hide sentences with question
Quarrels and reconciliation
Page by page
Allegedly big girls like me do not cry anymore
R 2*
Like butterfly
I long for roses
I look for water into deserts
I try my power
I already have thousand wishes