Крайне интеллектуален и грациозен
He knows that he can only shine them
Can not repair the scratches
He knows that even new coins have scars
So he just smiles.
In the darkness of the night
Both his hands will blister badly
They will often open painfully
And the blood flows from his hands
He works to take from black coin faces
Thumbprints from so many ages
He wishes he could cure the scars
When he forgets he sometimes cries.
Can not repair the scratches
He knows that even new coins have scars
So he just smiles.
In the darkness of the night
Both his hands will blister badly
They will often open painfully
And the blood flows from his hands
He works to take from black coin faces
Thumbprints from so many ages
He wishes he could cure the scars
When he forgets he sometimes cries.
23.10.2007 в 15:49