Without Words by Ideas
We're travelling, the Far East waits for us,
we're called by the destination flying above the clouds,
we're deeply looking at each other's glance
even without words our thoughts expressed.
Yet don't know what tomorrow brings,
on the sunlit town's strange streets
every day is a secret in regard to the future,
but the time is passing, and the life won't stop.
After a hard day,
with my dear so calming's a walk
but something still upsets me
couse I feel myself watched.
Reaching the square, coming out of the alley,
a ring of strange faces suddently surrounds me,
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