-noiembrie-

inca mai am gustul razboiului?
          inca mai port bataliile pe sirea spinarii?
          poti sa mi simti razboiul pe sub piele?
          cum din fragilitate ma zdrobesc de pamant?

love is the most violent act

touch me like you never

imi parea ca tu esti mai frumoasa iarna

nu trageti in pianist

"nu o sa te astept"
          "sa nu ma astepti"
          

here comes the sun
          ...
          and you re in my arms

the sun came up and i was looking at you

but baby running after you is like chasing the clouds

i tried to write your name in the rain
          but the rain never came