Не могу не продублировать сюда, простите кому оно даром не надо, но все же я советую послушать эту песню всем кто сюда еще бывает заглядывает =)
читать дальшеSunlight becomes her sleep
She tries to escape memory
And dream of a life that is but a dream
She lays on the floor and draws the rain
Flowers in her hair smell like the pain
Candle light inside her room
Paints on the wall
Like a dancer that calls her by name
She sits by the window,
Feeling the wind blowing free
She waits for a train
To come take her away to the sea
Flowers in her hair smell like the breeze
And tonight she flies
Away from misery
And tonight, tonight
The pain will set her free.
She sleeps through the day
And awakes under moonlight red glow
Throws off the memories
And scars but they won't let her go
Flowers in her hair fall down below
Empty room where she used to sleep
lonely bed where she used to weep
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Отдельное спасибо Kurz und gut за подсказку нормального мп3 шаринга.
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Ради всего вслушайтесь в текст, и да пребудет с вами сансара и нирвана.
UPD: А ведь верно подметил человек, вспомнив Машину времени =)