15-03-2011, 04:10 PM
Cascada - Can't Stop The Rain
How, how am I supposed to feel
When everything surrounding me
Is nothing but a fake disguise
I don't know,
I don't know where I belong
It's time for me to carry on
I'll say goodbye
I can't stop the rain from fallin'
I'm drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin
So, tell me where I went wrong
I'm stuck inside a dream long gone
It's hard to reveal the truth
Your love,
Is nothing but a bitter taste
It's better if I walk away,
Away from you
I can't stop the rain from fallin'
Im drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin
When everything surrounding me
Is nothing but a fake disguise
I don't know,
I don't know where I belong
It's time for me to carry on
I'll say goodbye
I can't stop the rain from fallin'
I'm drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin
So, tell me where I went wrong
I'm stuck inside a dream long gone
It's hard to reveal the truth
Your love,
Is nothing but a bitter taste
It's better if I walk away,
Away from you
I can't stop the rain from fallin'
Im drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin
Cincizeci de minute ne despart privirile. Mă doare să te văd mereu atât de distant faţă de mine. Cu ea eşti simplu tu, cu mine de ce nu ai fi? Mă laşi să sper că într-o zi vei putea să-mi vorbeşti aşa cum şi eu încerc să îţi arăt că ţin la tine, dar eşti atât de orb încât nu vezi dincolo de această ceaţă densă pe care ai creat-o de unul singur. Flacăra ce trăieşte-n mine devine din ce-n ce mai puternică cu fiecare privire, cu fiecare literă pe care mi-o rosteşti, dar îmi este frică. Frică ca într-o bună zi această scânteie să se stingă în mometul în care te voi vedea de mână cu ea. Îţi cer un singur lucru, te implor nu mă lăsa în urmă. Nu mă lăsa să fiu doar o umbră a trecutului...