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Train
91 / 0 / 3 годаThrough my entire life I want someone nearby
Just to support me, if I’d have had a blind eye.
I hoped, one day, my life becomes July,
But ain’t did nothing, except for standing-by.
I was like passenger in following big train,
That used to be a messenger, between reality and brain.
In wagon I got neighbors, who used to be my mates,
Our destinies could have been connected in some case.
And some of them are still with me, but someone just went out,
Right now they kinda fell free, we ain’t got topics speak about.
Entire life is train, these neighbors’re always changed,
And u just sitting there with nothing is arranged.
This used to be my life, I got so many guys
Around me. Don’t wanna emphasize,
But it was hardest task — select them and distinguish:
Some homies turned up bitches, I’ve had my hopes extinguish.
I was on edge of crying, just couldn’t figure out:
We have so many snakes, betrayers, and no doubt
My life was like a desert — emptiness and draught,
But I endured and prayed just asking for some cloud.
I went through changes, changed myself,
And with the lapse of time got books on my bookshelf.
I started brand new life, then dive in student’s world,
New passengers were various: my life turned into whirl.
Eventually I found that very shining cloud.
And my grey, boring train was finally allowed
To get this little but bright ray, which noticed by whole crowd:
You’ve lighted me, and brought the hope. So now, babe, u my proud.
This is our Spring, our time, that we are spending
Among all haters, who are right now contending.
In such rough time, you know, we got our feelings blending,
And I do hope, this love will never have no ending.
You are the only one, so beautiful and cute,
You make my usual day so perfect, and my mood
Just getting higher than skyscrapers
When I see your green eyes
They are like two big brilliants, so pretty — other neighbors
At once want take them hold.
But don’t you worry, sun, relax and take it easy.
Cuz if they touch you, so their bodies straight off start getting cold.
You know, it’s hard to say and to describe all this
No words enough, so ima finish this, but previously kiss
You sweetest, lovely lips —
From now my life is bliss.
We both are riding train, which goes to paradise:
I hope there won’t be barriers, like wall made of an ice,
I hope it won’t be failure, I’ll listen your advice,
I hope your life with me is pretty cool and nice.
But one last thing is left for now — it’s name for our train,
Cuz I just wanna make the route as pleasure as champagne.
Well, you love me, and I love you, we’re both like sky and dove
So would you mind if Ima name it «train, which is called “love”»?
