Taigi, sėdžiu kambaryje ir nieko neveikiu, pamačiau šią skiltį ir nutariau gabalėlį savo minčių išreikšti. Kadangi Kaune lija, sukyla įdomios mintys, bet lietuviškai man nekaip sekasi jas dėstyti, tai viskas bus angliškai...
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I sit in a box, that we call our home and look out the window, to see what the world endures. The stars of the city shine bright, but is it right? They shine, and shine, and shine.. Will they ever stop? One star goes out, another lights up, is it really life? You wake up, go to school, work or just exist and start over. Sometimes I wonder, what would it be if I wouldn't exist? And then I remember: "One star goes out, another lights up". Is there a reason for all of this? Yes or no? But you can't answer, you don't know the answer, but do you wish to know the answer? Another day goes by, the same as the others, just with a different view. And then you understand, you live to find an answer. To live, to lough, to cry, to say goodbye. I never realized: "Why do the stars go out and become bright?". It's just life. You live, you lough, you cry, then you say goodbye, for another star, that lights up and you go out. Life - a mystery, a tragedy, a memory, happy, sad, mad, dull. Everything's here, yet nowhere.
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Gal nerišlu, ar kažkas panašaus, bet dažnai galvoju apie panašius dalykus.
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I sit in a box, that we call our home and look out the window, to see what the world endures. The stars of the city shine bright, but is it right? They shine, and shine, and shine.. Will they ever stop? One star goes out, another lights up, is it really life? You wake up, go to school, work or just exist and start over. Sometimes I wonder, what would it be if I wouldn't exist? And then I remember: "One star goes out, another lights up". Is there a reason for all of this? Yes or no? But you can't answer, you don't know the answer, but do you wish to know the answer? Another day goes by, the same as the others, just with a different view. And then you understand, you live to find an answer. To live, to lough, to cry, to say goodbye. I never realized: "Why do the stars go out and become bright?". It's just life. You live, you lough, you cry, then you say goodbye, for another star, that lights up and you go out. Life - a mystery, a tragedy, a memory, happy, sad, mad, dull. Everything's here, yet nowhere.
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Gal nerišlu, ar kažkas panašaus, bet dažnai galvoju apie panašius dalykus.
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