He is the man without past,
Oh yes, he lives without past,
He easly turns and goes away,
He doesn"t know what"s "yesterday"...
You"ll never find his photograph,
I so seldom saw him laugh...
He"s eyes so deep, his name is James,
For him it"s sound without sense...
He lives just here and just now,
And I can"t answer why and how...
He"s just the man without past,
Oh yes, he lives without past...
(c) Константин Крылов
Константин Е. Крылов еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1