Raining Time
It's raining time, time for smoking and sitting alone
I feel that my heart and my soul are transformed to a stone
Clouds over the city and clouds over me
Not useful drinking is just way to be
The seeds of love are often give born to a hate.
I was waiting for train, but the train always coming by late.
Chorus:
There is no vanilla, just smoke and rain
Now I nave no hope to get on my train
And I want to go and to take my gun
If I kill myself it is just for fun
I see beauty of world when my window is wet 'cos of rain
But this beauty of lifeless can only make stronger my pain
A city of sorrow is the city of hate
And I go on the streets just to meet with my friend
My friend is filled up with an alcohol, I'm getting well.
Chorus:
I can't see the Sun 'cos of endless rain
I have only way to cut off my pain
In my little bottle I can find my sun
If I drink to death it is just for fun