Текст песни Rob Costlow - Solo Piano - Woods of Chaos

Fortunately
I painfully dream about it -
Leper did not know the pain .
After all, it is just a dozen stronger
Than cut, stuffed salt.

For it every day I pray ,
After all, you will not find on the brighter the light .
And transparency , light sadness :
Oh, what impression we were children

But sometimes heavy sadness
Like a bell ringing in the heart .
And unable to cope with them ,
I bet the wall, crying and howling .

I'm exhausted , withered and drunk.
I rage , torn to pieces.
I tried to find a flaw in it .
Fortunately there are no flaws in it . Unfortunately?

                          Maxim Vershinin