December, 31
Streets are quiet and stores vacant
that late evening
on December, 31 st
City skyline chained into fog and cold
without a human breathe
on December, 31 st
Lonely feeling sneaks into my room
all over again
on December, 31 st
The clock's ticking and midnight's coming
I don't care at all
Nothing's gonna change anyway
on December, 31 st
None of them Decembers
would change a thing
Just years are passing by.
31. prosinac
Ulice su prazne i trgovine opustošene
te kasne večeri
31. prosinca
Milijun ljudi a nema nijednog
pritišće teška noć
31. prosinca
Dok kiša pada i smrzava se na mom prozoru
sobe ispunjene samoćom
31. prosinca
Buljim u sat koji otkucava ponoć
i jebe mi se
za još jednu Novu Godinu
Ništa se neće promijeniti
31. prosinca
Nijedan nije promijenio ništa
Samo godine prolaze.
© 1988-2006
Post je objavljen 31.12.2006. u 00:02 sati.