The seasons change but I stand still - I'm like a figure in the dark Wind from the south is a memory - I watch the dead leaves how they fall from these pale trees To their tomb and give up with me Whole nature turns to lifeless grey waiting for spring days...
All the dreams I loved have sailed away 'And I cry a small part of the rain Who is pulling my strings?
The seasons change and I stand still - It feels like I don't exist Thoughts are made of sorrow - again I'm like a ghost in the mist on the path to the end - One wing frozen - one left to be found But when will the sun melt this ice coating the ground?
All the dreams I loved have sailed away 'And I cry a small part of the rain Who is pulling my strings? 'Cos I know it's not meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
