Публикувано: съб дек 27, 2008 4:57 pm
Само да кажа, ще ме извинете за каквито и да е грешки, но съм на 12 и още не съм чак такъв факир на английски 
The girl that never stopped cry...
He was central-californian man
Rocket, handsome and with cool bronze tan
She was one of East-European girls
With beautiful eyes and pretty blond curls.
They were both really young
But their attracting was so strong
So he kissed her with his mouth
They fall inlove, there was no doubt
She gave him her phone
And she said she need to go
Her summer break was over, and she had to go back home
She was holding her mobile
She was waiting him to call
She was waiting 10 long years
And her eyes were full with tears
But she didn’t receive a simple call
That made her high spirits fall
She screamed: Boy, your love is fake,
And I was so full of fate!
That I will get a simple call
But I didn’t get even 1 at all!
She told her mum „I’m going out”
She never told where she’s talking about
Her mum was like „Go to bed!”
But she went California instead...
She went by train, and then by plane
And she was there.
She saw the bench, where she kissed the boy
She saw the bench, where she feeld so much joy
She looked around for the house of his
She saw it, and knocked strongly – she was really pissed
A woman answered, and opened the door
And the girl said – I’m looking for one boy.
The woman firstly looked suprised, and said – he died
And then she fell on girl shoulder and loudly cried
The euro-girl was in shock
She regreted for this knock
Now she feeled like shes dead as well
She feeled like something in her soul fell
It was her heart – it fell apart
She sat on the bench, no longer wanted to live
All she wanted to do, is to make the boy forgive
For the thing she screamed with so much hate
About the love, she said it’s fake
All she wanted to hear is his Goodbye
Just one goodbye before he die
But she was just a girl and she never stopped cry...
The girl that never stopped cry...
He was central-californian man
Rocket, handsome and with cool bronze tan
She was one of East-European girls
With beautiful eyes and pretty blond curls.
They were both really young
But their attracting was so strong
So he kissed her with his mouth
They fall inlove, there was no doubt
She gave him her phone
And she said she need to go
Her summer break was over, and she had to go back home
She was holding her mobile
She was waiting him to call
She was waiting 10 long years
And her eyes were full with tears
But she didn’t receive a simple call
That made her high spirits fall
She screamed: Boy, your love is fake,
And I was so full of fate!
That I will get a simple call
But I didn’t get even 1 at all!
She told her mum „I’m going out”
She never told where she’s talking about
Her mum was like „Go to bed!”
But she went California instead...
She went by train, and then by plane
And she was there.
She saw the bench, where she kissed the boy
She saw the bench, where she feeld so much joy
She looked around for the house of his
She saw it, and knocked strongly – she was really pissed
A woman answered, and opened the door
And the girl said – I’m looking for one boy.
The woman firstly looked suprised, and said – he died
And then she fell on girl shoulder and loudly cried
The euro-girl was in shock
She regreted for this knock
Now she feeled like shes dead as well
She feeled like something in her soul fell
It was her heart – it fell apart
She sat on the bench, no longer wanted to live
All she wanted to do, is to make the boy forgive
For the thing she screamed with so much hate
About the love, she said it’s fake
All she wanted to hear is his Goodbye
Just one goodbye before he die
But she was just a girl and she never stopped cry...
