It's hard to wake up, when the
Shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted,
It's so pathetic,
It makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say,
The words rot and fall away
A stupid poem could fix this home,
I'd read it every day
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine, so
When you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night,
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
The anger hurts my ears,
Been running strong for seven years
Rather then fix the problem,
They never solve them,
It makes no sense at all
I see them everyday,
We get along so why can't they?
If this is what he wants,
And its what she wants,
Then why's there so much pain?
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine,
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night,
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine,
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
трудно просыпаться, когда
тени закрыли этот дом,
в котором всегда мрачно.
Это так грустно,
в этом нет никакого смысла.
я вижу их каждый день,
слова созрели в моей душе,
но они тают и уходят.
эта глупая поэма может рассказать об этом доме,
я бы ее читал каждый день.
и вот он, наступил твой праздник,
надеюсь, ты радуешься этому.
ты выбросила все, что связано со мной
из своей жизни.
когда ты будешь умирать,
вспомнишь ли ты эту ночь?
20 лет потеряны,
это неправильно.
злость режет мне слух
ее было очень много за все эти 7 лет
они могут только обозначить проблему,
но никогда ее не решат.
в этом нет никакого смысла.
я вижу их каждый день,
мы дружим, но почему они не могут так же?
если это то, что ему нужно
и то, что ей нужно,
тогда к чему столько боли?
и вот он, наступил твой праздник,
надеюсь, ты радуешься этому.
ты выбросила все, что связано со мной
из своей жизни.
когда ты будешь умирать,
вспомнишь ли ты эту ночь?
20 лет потеряны,
это неправильно.
и вот он, наступил твой праздник,
надеюсь, ты радуешься этому.
ты выбросила все, что связано со мной
из своей жизни.
когда ты будешь умирать,
вспомнишь ли ты эту ночь?
20 лет потеряны,
это неправильно.
это неправильно.
это неправильно.
это неправильно. It's hard to wake up, when the
Shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted,
It's so pathetic,
It makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say,
The words rot and fall away
A stupid poem could fix this home,
I'd read it every day
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine, so
When you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night,
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
The anger hurts my ears,
Been running strong for seven years
Rather then fix the problem,
They never solve them,
It makes no sense at all
I see them everyday,
We get along so why can not they?
If this is what he wants,
And its what she wants,
Then why's there so much pain?
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine,
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night,
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
So here's your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time,
You gave it all away
It was mine,
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night
Twenty years now lost,
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
it is difficult to wake up when
the shadows closed the house,
which is always dark.
This is so sad,
This makes no sense.
I see them every day,
word matured in my soul,
but they melt and go.
this stupid poem could tell about this house
I would read it every day.
and now he has come your holiday,
I hope you enjoy it.
You threw everything connected with me
from his life.
when you die,
Do you remember that night?
20 years lost
it is not right.
anger hurts my ears
it was a lot for all these 7 years
they can only identify the problem,
but never it will not solve.
This makes no sense.
I see them every day,
we are friends, but why can not they just?
if that's what he needs
and what it needs,
then why so much pain?
and now he has come your holiday,
I hope you enjoy it.
You threw everything connected with me
from his life.
when you die,
Do you remember that night?
20 years lost
it is not right.
and now he has come your holiday,
I hope you enjoy it.
You threw everything connected with me
from his life.
when you die,
Do you remember that night?
20 years lost
it is not right.
it is not right.
it is not right.
it is not right. | |
