Oh, why? Oh, why?
You're holding the distance,
restraining persistence
for my way to Sky.

Don’t lie, don’t lie
that time is for better…
It’s really no matter –
to fly or to die!

Goodbye, goodbye…
I’m free from Tomorrow,
at Candle of Sorrow
flies Pain’s Butterfly.

Don’t cry, don’t cry –
the Happiness’s near,
‘cause Angels are here…
But don’t ask me, “Why?”

Oh, why? Oh, why?
The promise is broken,
the live lays outspoken –
your last lullaby.

29 May 2007

Copyright ©2007 Iouri Lazirko