Pink-Lonely Girl


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I can remember the very first time I cried
How I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside
All of my memories – good and bad – that’s past
Didn’t even take the time to realize

Starin’ at the cracks in the walls
Cuz I’m waiting for it all to come to an end
Still I curl up right under the bed
Cuz its takin’ over my head all over again

Do you even know who you are?
I guess I’m tryin’ to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
I want to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can’t tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?

Lyin’ awake watchin’ the sunlight
How the birds will sing as I count the rings
around my eyes
Constantly pushing the world I know aside
I don’t even feel the pain, I don’t even want to
try

I’m lookin’ for a way to become
The person that I dreamt of when I was sixteen
Oh, nothin’ is ever enough
Ooh, baby, it ain’t enough for what it may seem

Do you even know who you are?
I’m still tryin’ to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Everybody wants to be
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can’t tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No

So Lonely girl, tell a tale for me
Cuz I’m wondering how you really feel
I’m a lonely girl, I’ll tell a tale for you
Cuz I’m just tryin’ to make all my dreams come
true

Do you even know who you are?
Oh, yeah, yeah
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Oh, I wanted to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can’t tell, I can’t tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
I guess not, oh I guess not

Do you even know who you are?
Oh, I’m tryin’ to find
A rising dream or a fallen star?
Oh, I have a all these dreams
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can’t tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No, no
Do you even know who you are?
A rising dream or a fallen star?
Is life good to you or is it bad?

Rememorarea

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Mi-aduc aminte de sentimentele de iubire
Ce-a fost mai rău a trecut,în sfîrşit.
Începe să-mi fie indiferent de omenire…
Caut ochii tăi,ce m-au copleşit.

Vreau să simt prezenţa ta,chiar de rar…
Poate vei atinge vreodata faţa mea uscată
Ştiu,nimic nu se înapoiază în zadar.
Inima nu poate ca adineauri să bată.

Tăcerea noastră mă provoacă la interes.
Nu ştiu cît voi rezista la modul moral.
Pentru schimbare o să scriu demers,
Ca pînă la urmă,să fiu ceva arbitral.

Cub de gheaţă

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Sînt un cub de gheaţă
Ce greu se dezgheaţă
Trăiesc la temperaturi joase
Şi rezist la provocări arse.

Sînt unde-i frig şi pustiu,
Acolo de mine doar gheţarii ştiu.
O apă transformată in solid.
La nord mă aflu,fără ghid.

Sînt o inimă cu sînge rece
Căldura pe lîngă mine trece.
N-am nevoie de bătăi rapide…
Doar ca să nu se divide…

Sînt interesantă pînă la un moment.
Cînd nu dă de vîntul elocvent…
Să plîng nu pot,căci îmi amorţeşte faţa.
Un cub neînsemnat,ce-aşteapta viaţa…