fresh song. Denis Klyaver - I am wounded. Tired of the hassles. tired of the everyday I do not know where. but Im running to her The empty streets deserted boulevards I am on the dance floor and at the bar And it seems to have seen and seems to know But the morning and goes your way of melting Im drowning in plenu.ne let go I lost all well and let I am wounded, heart pain Wounded, losing control Wounded, thy flame of fire And only you save me I embrace your shoulders No wounded speechless Wounded by flying somewhere in the clouds My life is now in your hands You know yourself, you are mine. Im yours The meaning of life I want to be with you Where are you. where are you. Respond Im lost Im falling down Do not sing or can not breathe curse fate For the fact that I can not find the way to you I lost the peace in my heart wound Find you sooner or later I wounded heart pain Wounded losing control Wounded flame of your fire And only you save me I embrace your shoulders Wounded. no speech Wounded by flying somewhere in the clouds My life is now in your hands Again a day without joy again the night without sleep Again and again the attempt to understand it is not And every time it seems you have somewhere near Probably looking for me, too, we meet the gaze Without you, the world is empty and let the sadness presses Willing to wait forever ready to bear this burden I was wounded by a bullet that fell like an idiot But its better to die of love than live without it I wounded heart pain Wounded losing control Wounded flame of your fire And only you save me I embrace your shoulders Wounded. are speechless Wounded by flying somewhere in the clouds My life is now in your hands I embrace your shoulders Wounded. no speech Wounded by flying somewhere in the clouds My life is now in your hands My life is now in your hands. youtube/watch?v=ZVrD_-j0kW4
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