Aga Zaryan - What Is This Thing Called Happiness ? | Текст песни

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Another year has passed
with a speed of light.
In the mirror I observe my face
curved with first lines.
A sculpture, a woman.
Body and soul.
Fire and ice.
Freedom am I.

Am I ready for a big step into a world,
a world that seems another universe
a milky way ahead?
Close my eyes.
Lose gravity.
Feel nothing.
Just the wind on my rosy cheeks,
as I carelessly cut the evening sky.
Seeking the unknown harmony
that I could call my own.

Suddenly I fall on the ground
and hit it hard.
I lie among the grains of sand.
Hear the bitter sweet song of the waves.
Maybe this is happiness
or am I still in the Bay of Hopes and Dreams
searching for a hidden treasure?


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