The white swallow

[NiksY]

I'm lost in deadly shadows
and cannot reach the light.
I'm hearing many swallows
but still don't find the white.

I'm surrounded by dark fire,
the fire of days passed by.
I'm filled with desire
to runaway from this lie.

Yes, the love is illusion,
that I don't need anymore,
my all life was delusion
and I don't know the score.

 I'm seeing many faces,
that watch with closed eyes,
they're taking me to places,
where master is the ice.

The ice of broken dreams,
the ice of long dead passion.
To be so cold, it seems,
it is the present fashion.

[Hellhound]

Невероятно е Браво Ти ли си го писал ?

[NiksY]

Да, но е възможно да имам грешки.

[Hellhound]

Махни ги грешките и да има не се забелязват важното е че е много готино Евала бате

[Angel Soul]

I'm lost in deadly shadows
and cannot reach the light.
I'm hearing many swallows
but still don't find the white.

I'm surrounded by dark fire,
the fire of days passed by.
I'm filled with desire
to runaway from this lie.

Yes, the love is illusion,
that I don't need anymore,
my all life was delusion
and I don't know the score.

 I'm seeing many faces,
that watch with closed eyes,
they're taking me to places,
where master is the ice.

The ice of broken dreams,
the ice of long dead passion.
To be so cold, it seems,
it is the present fashion.

White birds scream with no sound
Pure white is a color so hard to be found
Whisper toо softly - the birds cannot  hear you
Scream out your lungs - they will deceive you

Gentle, but firm - have to find your own ballance
Elegant, wise - magic should take only a glance ...

Хареса ми стиха ти, Никси!  [cvetee]За грешките не се притеснявай - трудно е да пишеш без грешки на чужд език, особено ако нямаш досег с хора, за които този език е майчин.