All are disarrange...

Светлана Гуцу
I'm a simple peregrine or not...
Or may be a knot?
Why strangled me louder
It's my life breaker.

Scared to walk, terible to say...
Can neither ...in the night or in the day
All are lonely and strange
All are disarrange...

Have everything and have nothing
Whom I must asking?
Breathe, in alone breathe
Only that I can bequeath...