It's a day like every other -
boring, gray and filled with pain.
Company? No, thanks, I'd rather
walk alone and cry in vain.
It's Christmas eve... and snowing,
but there's no warmth for me -
in pieces are my tears falling,
frozen with no hope to see.
The present giving is to start
and usually it brings us joy -
so... to you I gave my heart
but you forgot it ain't a toy.
П.П. Днес по английски трябваше да пишем някакви коледни стихчета и това се получи при мен... нищо особено.
