If you drag through this world
the shame of having been
and the pain of no longer being,
under the brim of the hat
how many times muffled
a peeping tear
I could not contain it.
If I wandered down the road
as a pariah that fate
He insisted on undoing;
If I was lazy, if I was blind,
I just want you to understand today
the value it represents
the courage to love.
It was, for me, the whole life,
like a spring sun
my hope and my passion
I knew, that in the world there was no room
all the humble joy
from my poor heart.
Now, downhill is my shot
the past illusions
I can not forget them anymore
Dream, with the past that I miss,
the old time that I cry
and that will never come back ...
To follow after his footprint
I drank tirelessly
in the pain cup;
but nobody understood
that if everything I gave it,
in each round he left
pieces of heart ...
Now, sad on the slope,
lonely and already expired,
I want to confess;
If that mouth was lying
the love that he offered me
for those witch kisses
I would have always given more ...
It was, for me, the whole life,
like a spring sun
my hope and my passion
I knew, that in the world there was no room
all the humble joy
from my poor heart.
Now, downhill is my shot
the past illusions
I can not forget them anymore
Dream, with the past that I miss,
the old time that I cry
and that never and never will return ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)