Miskin
Текст песни Blessed

She said it was my anchorage, was
Despite the times I've been with her
And nothing was that I could do
To try to save the line created

I am so far and I remind your soul
(And talk and talk)
My think just soars and fly to you to
Reach your eye, like scorched earth or soil

She said it was my sad-ending, was
I can't continue makin' this
But what am I inventing more
To try to manage an enfired line?

I am so far and I remind your soul
(And talk and talk)
My think just soars and fly to you to
Reach your eye, like scorched earth or soil

She said it was my anchorage, was
Despite the times I've been with her
And nothing was that I could do
I don't considered she was so blessed