Sometimes
I feel like I want to live
Far from the metropolis
Just walk through that door
Sometimes
I feel like I want to fly
Reach out to the painted sky
A prisoner to the wind
A bird on the wing
Sometimes
I feel the ocean in my blood
See rain from the sky above
Her song blind tears
And now
Those tears leave taste on my tongue
Like the warm rush you get from
Black opium
Black opium
Sometimes
I feel like I want to leave
Behind all these memories
And walk through that door
Outside
The black night calls my name
But all roads look the same
They lead nowhere
They lead nowhere
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Иногда
Я ощущаю, что я хочу жить
Вдали от столицы,
Просто выйти через эту дверь.
Иногда
Я ощущаю, что я хочу летать,
Дотянуться до нарисованного неба,
Пленник ветра,
Крылатая птица.
Иногда
Я ощущаю, что в моей крови океан.
Смотри на дождь, падающий с неба.
Ее соль засолила слезы,
И теперь
Эти слезы оставят свой вкус у меня на языке,
Словно то теплое ощущение, которое получаешь от
Черного опиума,
Черного опиума.
Иногда
Я чувствую, что я хочу уйти
За все эти воспоминания
И выйти через эту дверь
Наружу.
Черная ночь зовет меня по имени,
Но все дороги выглядят одинаково,
Они ведут в никуда,
Они ведут в никуда.
Sometimes
I feel like I want to live
Far from the metropolis
Just walk through that door
Sometimes
I feel like I want to fly
Reach out to the painted sky
A prisoner to the wind
A bird on the wing
Sometimes
I feel the ocean in my blood
See rain from the sky above
Her song blind tears
And now
Those tears leave taste on my tongue
Like the warm rush you get from
Black opium
Black opium
Sometimes
I feel like I want to leave
Behind all these memories
And walk through that door
Outside
The black night calls my name
But all roads look the same
They lead nowhere
They lead nowhere
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Sometimes
I feel like I want to live
Far from the capital
Just get out through this door.
Sometimes
I feel like I want to fly
Reach for the painted sky
Prisoner of the wind
Winged bird.
Sometimes
I feel that there is an ocean in my blood.
Watch the rain falling from the sky.
Her salt salted my tears
And now
These tears will leave their taste on my tongue
Like the warm feeling you get from
Black opium
Black opium.
Sometimes
I feel like I want to leave
For all these memories
And get out through that door
Out.
The black night is calling my name
But all roads look the same
They lead nowhere
They lead nowhere.