I don't know either what will be further
and why do we live
or if there won't be false
and why do we sing
but I know tha it can be late
and that it early can be
I just have an unlucky fate
why does it happen with me
I really don't want to loose you
I try to live happy life, sing and fly
I don't want to hear "sorry" from you
or the words like "good bye"
the day has started, the night was overed
any way, I'll have the same question tomorrow
why me? why tomorrow? why isn' him?
and why should I have this strange dream...
(апрель, 2009)