Cry... в память о Жанне, ее любимая песня...плачь,плачь..
When she was a young girl She used to play with me I was her best friend, We were inseparately We loved to ride our bikes, Playin' hide and seek Sneeking all the night, Dancing in the street I look back at the time, Now I realise She loved to play with fire I should have seen it in her eyes I should have seen it in her eyes
Deep inside you cry, cry, cry Don't let your hopes die, die, die Deep inside you cry, cry, cry Don't let your hopes die, die, die
She fell in love for the first time, He was older than her Then he made her do things, First she wouldn't dare She left everything behind, Couldn't find a place Running through the night, Loosing all her faith She drugs away the pain, Turning off her lies But still he makes her see Like everything's alright Like everything's alright
Deep inside you cry, cry, cry Don't let your hopes die, die, die Deep inside you cry, cry, cry Don't let your hopes die, die, die