Nothing

Яна Ворошилова
Nothing changes...
This understanding kills my soul
Fears are strange
In dreams I always see dark wall
I’m afraid
To see my dying hope at last
Nothing changes...
Because I always live in past

Ghosts of love, comes to me
I am fall, do not you see???

Chorus:
Your cold eyes is my distress
I can feel kisses of death
I see an angel, he screams
Now, it is nothing to dream
Your cold eyes is my distress
I can feel kisses of death
I see an angel, he screams
Now, it is nothing to dream

Bloody Earth
My destination to feel this pain
Breath at first
And now I’m in the spot again
Wounded wings
It means, that fallen angel cry
Nothing changes...
Because he wants but can not fly

Ghosts of love, comes to me
I am fall, do not you see???

Chorus:
Your cold eyes is my distress
I can feel kisses of death
I see an angel, he screams
Now, it is nothing to dream
Your cold eyes is my distress
I can feel kisses of death
I see an angel, he screams
Now, it is nothing to dream