Translated...
Nights turn into daysDays turn into yearsAnd among them I was going faster in circlesWinds are blowing on meBlow on the back of my neckEverything seems too far too big
I'm not moving forward
It's the time that drifts awayThis is another passing trainIt's a further tightening rope (knot)
Sunrises sinking fastAs more seasons passAnd I stay the same in this shortening time
(x2) I'm not moving forwardIt's the time that drifts awayThis is another passing trainIt's a further tightening rope (knot).
Thank you Wrekreation. The whole reason for this blog is right here. So Special. Thank you again! Beautiful!
Life!
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