I am waiting for miracles to come
wish to have more magic in life.
my emotions are sleeping in vain
Every day - so pale, rather dull.
boiling blood has lost its degree
no more gypsy knowing her fate
I've become satisfied with my gen
well fried chop and a lot sound sleep.
Judgment day will touch all of us.
I don't shiver , we all are the same.
all my sins are as ugly as those
who are laughing , mocking at me.