Сold wind is blowing
Raindrops are falling
Down on your deadly pale face.
The nature is crying,
There is no denying,
This is the worst of my days.
I wanted to save you
I wanted to shield you
From this cruel world but I failed.
Now I am here watching you going away.
Why is it so unjust?
Why does my love turn to dust?
Why are all dreams broken?
Why is heaven open?
Complete desparation
And final temptation
To give you just one last kiss.
I can’t stand my sadness
It strikes me to madness
I’m falling down to my knees.
I’m rising my eyes
Up to grey skies
Oh, God! Tell me why it's so unfair?
Take me! I want her death to share.
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i thought it's written by Hal David and Burt Bacharach for the 1969 film Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
congratulations!!!!
you're the great!
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