Letras

I am yet what I am
No one cares or knows
My friends forsake me
Like a memory lost
I am the sullen consumer of my woes
Their eyes vanish in the various posts
And yet I am and I live
Like a vamporous host
Like a vamporous host
Into the nothingness of scorned noise
Into the living sea of one's dreams
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys
But a fashion wreck of my life's esteem
And even the dearest that I loved the best
They are strange
They are strange
Nature's strange universe
Nature's strange universe
Nature's strange universe
I look for a sense where no man has ever trod
A place where a woman never smiled or wept
And dared to abide with my creator God
And sleep as in childhood sweetly slept
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below above the valued sky
The grass below above the valued sky
I am yet what I am
No one cares or knows

Writer(s): Marko Milosevic, Dunja Dacic

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