Verse 1:
You wake up every morning
With pain through all your body
And ask yourself just what for
You're torturing yourself
A flash flies through your minding:
"You've got to achieve something
And if you are on this way
You have to win not lose then"
Chorus:
The time when I was a ballet dancer
Was good for me and bad for me
It made me stronger, more resilient,
Exhausted, worn out, with a hole in the chest
The time when I was a ballet dancer
Was hard for me, delightful for me
I remember it like the best one
And I want to forget it
Verse 2:
Every muscle becomes tense
And you can't stop the dance
All your toes are in blood
But it's not enough
If you know it doesn't worth
All that pain, suffer and thrill
Nothing comes true
Nothing will stay with you
© Olga Karbusheva