Всё просто=)
If I were an hour -
I'd come to a tower,
With prisoners moanin'
And beggin' to die..
If I were a minute -
I'd honestly mean it
When someone'd be feedin'
His best friend wit' lie..
If I were a day - I'd be
Smeared wit' boredom
And death which those prisoners
Thirsted to meet..
I wouldn't be sorry
'Cause that would be glory
Of fair and eternity
Ruled, just, by me.
I'd come to a tower,
With prisoners moanin'
And beggin' to die..
If I were a minute -
I'd honestly mean it
When someone'd be feedin'
His best friend wit' lie..
If I were a day - I'd be
Smeared wit' boredom
And death which those prisoners
Thirsted to meet..
I wouldn't be sorry
'Cause that would be glory
Of fair and eternity
Ruled, just, by me.
настроение: Далёкое..=)
хочется: далёкого..)
слушаю: Далёкое что-то))
Метки: boredom, death, Eternity, вечность, тоска, смЭрть), стих, стихи, просто, ВСЁ

