Issues of live

When the night burns the Memories.
Tears lead emotion.
And heart bleed.
Ill be holding on!

When a morning them veil in the dark
and night in the cold.
I will hope!

Why a birds wet a wings.
Why betrayal in a Life sings.
Words fall and eyes they sting.
Why we are victims?

We are like a knights.
We takes life with a desire.
We walk a path a pain.
We stick and we win.

Why a birds wet a wings.
Why betrayal in a Life sings.
Words fall and eyes they sting.
Why we are victims?

As a little childs.
Constantly we hope in victory.
As a warriors eventually we fall.
And with a Love them again
well see in a dream.

Spirit disappears in a Rain
and memories on a bottom of bottles.

Why a birds wet a wings.
Why betrayal in a Life sings.
Words fall and eyes they sting.
Why we are victims?

We are a victims of love.
Ill be holding on.
We are a victims of desire.
We will make mistakes
and again the take.
We are a little child
which they hope in a victory.

Why we are victims?