Closed doors
And you believed
Made of glass
Alone
Closed doors
And you believed
Made of glass
Alone
I went to the garden
I forgot your words
That roses are beautiful
Only before our eyes
Pricked just once
Like in a fairy tale the heart fell asleep
With no unnecessary words
There is no need for more words
After all, it is not a show
It's easier to seem, than to be
I am sick of games, i won't love
It's easier to forget everything
It's easier to
Tear everything down - to save?
To drink and to forget?
To fall in love?
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
They are not angry for long
Yearning will conceal
My insomnia
Comes with pain
There is no happiness on face
Stains with salt
My eyes will now
Tell who I am
The sadness burns
Pulse beats on the lips
Read me a poem
Maybe i will fall asleep
Thoughts into the dictaphone
A pill - like a сartridge
The air presses down
Go out on the terrace
There is no need for more words
After all, it is not a show
It's easier to seem, than to be
I am sick of games, i won't love
It's easier to forget everything
It's easier to
Tear everything down - to save?
To drink and to forget?
To fall in love?
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone
In the heart the doors are closed
And you believed
The rose is made of glass
Alone, alone, alone