lunes, 1 de febrero de 2010

Poor Man

The other day he came to see me
i was laying on the cold ground
no more pain - he said to me
no more love - i replied to him

Four seasons second passed
in front of our astonished eyes
oh poor man i feel sorry for me!
i never saw life in my dreams

What is hate
where there is nobody around?
what is love
when you don´t feel alive?

The are no more stars to find
the sky remains the same everynight
i better be singing in the dark
sad songs to pass the night

He came to me one day
but i´m still alone in my bed
do i really like myself?
oh poor man! thats what i am

What is hate
when there is nobody around?
what is love
when you don´t feel alive?

p.st.