Hey, girl, I was stupid.
Hey, girl, I was fool.
Hey girl you left me.
And know I’m all alone.

How could I love?
How could I suffer?
How could I wipe
Away my eyes?

You’re such a stupid.
You’re such a fool,
My little kitten,
My sweaty girl.

I’m tired of pain
And this empty teenager’s love,
That means only stupid game
And empty words.

Now go away from my
Wounded heart and soul.
Leave me alone
And let me go on my own.

Lonely blues and rain.
I’m standing in pain.
May be it’s only know.
May be it’s forever.

I don’t know what to wait,

To whom believe.
I’m a street dog.
And it need love….

************
The rain is falling down
From the gray sky. Like tears
It washes my pain.

Rain drops are on
My heat and heart.
Let’s speak about love.

Love is like a drug,
Like hard alcohol.
Love is like a bloody knife.

Be afraid of it
And admire it.
Go along with it.

It’s such a stupid thing,
Such beautiful stuff,
That called love.

Jazz, blues, alcohol,
Cigarette. And know,
Babe, let’s dance.

Smoke and whisky,
Empty bar, lonely heart.
Empty road I’m going to start.

Hey, girl, would you love me,
Would you hear me,
Would you need me.

Black leather, devoted heart.
Let’s turn off the light
And build our love.

I’m heir, you near.
Let’s cross our roads
And go together.

Do you like me?
Do you love me?
Come on, babe.

I’m sitting alone,
You’re alone too.
What’s problem, girl?

Let’s make it right
And real. Full of speed
And light.

Come with me,
Fight with me,
Go with me.

And I’ll show you the life.
I’ll show the street,
I’ll show you the love.

I’m lonely dog.
My home is street.
My friend is knife.

I know the dark,
I know the pain,
I know the law.

So take my hand
And follow me,
I’ll show you my world.

Turn on the right
And see the whore.
She stands near wall.

But don’t forget,
Her love is costly.
And mine? Let’s follow me.

So turn to the left.
You see the blood.
It’s blood of looser there.

So be the strong,
So be the cool.
And know? Let’s follow me.

You look straight.
You’ll see the grave?
It’s lonely, darkened place.

Here lies the one
I only need.
That’s sad. Let’s follow me.

I want you to look behind.
You see the light.
It’s crowded street.

There’s life and glam.
And here is dark.
Go there! Don’t follow me.

The words of love
Now are not for me.
The arms of her
Not hug me.

Her lips so hot
Kiss me no more.
Her warm and light
Are gone to past.

Now I’m alone,
Now I’m forgot
And love left me
But pain remain with me.

It hide in my heart.
It burned my soul.
I must accept it
And I must go.

So, my darling, you’ll find
A love, a man, a home.
You’ll find happiness.
And I? I really don’t know.

The rain is falling
It washes away my blood,
It washes away my sorrow,
My pain and doubts.

I walk alone the street.
I’m looking for a danger,
I’m looking for a death,
I’m searching for the darkness.

It takes me, holds me
In it’s strong arms.
I’ll close my eyes
And let myself to rest/

But comes the day
And it’ll come soon,
I’ll brake all chains
And fly away to fight.

To brake the rules,
To fight again
For freedom to myself, to you.
That’s why I’m hier.

That’s way I came,
That’s why I fight
To bring the light,
To give myself to you

Как это было давно,
Как в старом немом кино,
Парящий орел в вышине,
как будто это было во сне.

Смотрел он наверх,
И думал о том,
Как прекрасно быть гордым орлом.

Парить в вышине,
Играть с облаками,
Ласкаемым быть степными ветрами.

Сейчас остаталсь лишь
Грусть и боль -
незавиданя его юдоль.

Его давят стены,
ранят дома,
не приходит в город тишина.

А он любит
Широкий простор,
И манящие пики техасских гор.

Он любит, как ветер
Колышит траву,
Как танцует дикий мустанг на лугу.

Он любит слушать
Клекот орла -
Хозяина гор, властелина холма.

Он любит открытый простор
И бешеный бег скакуна,
И ветер, что не устрает никогда.

А здесь теснота и грязь,
Она льется из всех щелей.
Семь пороков танцуют среди смертей.

"Зачем я пришел,
Или меня привела судьба?", -
Спросил себя он раз, прикрыв глаза.

Причины и следствия,
Жизни клубок,
Подступил к его горлу комок.

Он плакать не любит,
Врнее не может,
Хотия и очень хочет порой.

Махнет он рукой,
Печаль отогнав,
Свободный рейнджер, ночной волкодав.

И даже во тьме,
В центре пороков,
Не забывает он своих истоков.

Они и помогут,
Напомнят тебе,
Кто ты есть.
Бросай вызов судьбе.