Music - Vladimir Bulaev Lyrics - Roman Zimonin --------------------
Did I care? Anywhere Accidentals bring despair. Did I think? On the brink It’s a life from spring to spring.
Born in travail of my mother, Nurtured in the care of dad, Got a name of sunny flower, And unknown life ahead, I’ve got a rule: Fight! Or bite! In spite of the twilight deep inside! It’s an answer to the fall, It’s a will to break the wall.
This is it – Take a hit, Pick the debris bit by bit. Sorry, Mom, Faults are done, Burning bridges one by one.
What is waiting me tomorrow? What I’ve done to get in time? What’s the remedy for sorrow? What is meaning of life line? I’ve got a rule: Fight! Or bite! Alright, it’s an instinct or insight. It’s an answer to the fall, It’s a will to break the wall.
Welcome to summer, Autumn and winter – Welcome to samsara ring. Answer me, Mama, Am I the winner, And I gotta live From spring to spring?
Welcome to summer, Autumn and winter – Welcome to samsara ring. We are the flowers We are the winners, We gotta live From spring to spring!
07.10.14
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