Chok Chok Boroni Bahor Piano - Piano by VN

Can you see my wretched tears? Burning in these eyes now clear All life's vivid colors are blurring Tell me exactly what you're leaving behind I call your name as I fall from life The blue and red and white all are Blurring with the light and I Shout within this world that is muted Tell me exactly what you are looking for I chase your shadow, collapsing more Give me the end these tears have bore Tell me, am I breaking down? All I am is broken now Even so I want to keep On breathing, just breathing Hey tell me if I just saw you Like the dreams I have in my solitude My words now can't even reach you ERROR On a distant day, empty Tender light had shone warmly Flooding all the sky with its color Tell me exactly what is the choice you made Tears fill my eyes as I lie in wait The consciousness that floats on by Slowly starts to leave and I Blur away completely to nothing Tell me exactly what you're comparing to It's sad, but I can't recall it's hue When will this life go cold and mute? Tell me, am I still the same? Nothing left of me remains Even so I want to keep On breathing, I'm breathing Hey tell me am I just dreaming? Is this time the last we are meeting? My words are silent yet weeping ERROR Even if I give away Even if I lose some day Even if my memories fade I'd still wish the same I continue restlessly Kill the error killing me Laughing out so desperately ERROR Tell me, am I breaking down? Do you know what's broken now? Even so the tears I cry Are hurting, I'm hurting Hey tell me did my words reach you? That last song I sang in my solitude The colored words that I gave you Are gone and are blurring my eyes are burning Tell me, am I breaking down? All I am is broken now Even so I want to keep On breathing, just breathing Hey tell me if I just saw you Like the dreams I have in my solitude My words now can't even reach you ERROR

Oh, whoa Oh, whoa Here we go I could write a song with my new piano I could sing about how love is a losing battle Not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) And I could sing about Cupid and his shooting arrow In the end, you'll find out that my heart was battered Real hard (real hard) It's so hard (so hard) Real hard (real hard) It's that hard (it's that hard) But I rather make a song they can play on the radio That makes you wanna dance Don't it make you wanna dance? But I rather make a song they can play on the radio That makes you wanna grab your lover's hand So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano I could write a song by my new piano I could sing about how love is a losing battle Not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) And I could sing about Cupid and his shooting arrow In the end, you'll find out that my heart was battered Real hard (it's not hard) So hard (so hard) Real hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) But I rather make a song they can play on the radio That makes you wanna dance Don't it make you wanna dance? But I rather make a song they can play on the radio That makes you wanna grab your lover's hand So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get, 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano I'd rather tell you about how I'm feeling boy And how I'm doing things my way If I got my piano, then I know I'd be okay So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano So hold up and take it through the night And you should follow through to make it alright Now grab each other's hands, get 'em up I want to see you rock to the piano, the piano I could write a song by my new piano I could sing about how love is a losing battle It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard (it's not hard) It's not hard

Не мешай, не мешай Остаться одной — моя печаль Улетай, улетай В свой далёкий космос И меня забывай Эти крылья не мои, я не могу их расправить Крылья не мои, я никогда не взлечу Крылья не мои, я не могу их расправить Крылья не мои Не мешай, не мешай Рядом быть невозможно, прости, прощай Утекай, утекай В незнакомое море К чужим берегам Эти крылья не мои, я не могу их расправить Крылья не мои, я никогда не взлечу Крылья не мои, я не могу их расправить Крылья не мои...

Adrenaline runnin' through my veins I'm a skeleton, when you say my name And the high, no, it never goes away Like jumpin' out an airplane to swimmin' with the sharks That existential feelin' when you're starin' at the stars There's a hurricane in my head But the lightnin' in my heart makes it worth it Yeah, I still get nervous When you walk through the door, and you look in my eyes Yeah, it feels, yeah, it feels like the very first time I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous When your lips hit my lips and the fireworks fly Sendin' sparks through the air, like the Fourth of July I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous Every time, every time we touch It's like paradise, fell down from above And the high, even too much ain't enough, no, no Like flyin' in the fast lane, no headlights in the dark That existential feelin' when you wonder what you are Got a wild wind in my head But the butterflies in my heart make it worth it Yeah, I still get nervous When you walk through the door, and you look in my eyes Yeah, it feels, yeah, it feels like the very first time I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous When your lips hit my lips and the fireworks fly Sendin' sparks through the air, like the Fourth of July I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous Oh, you walk in so perfect And my heart short circuits No, I don't deserve this That's why I still get nervous When you walk through the door, and you look in my eyes Yeah, it feels, yeah, it feels like the very first time I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous When your lips hit my lips and the fireworks fly Sendin' sparks through the air, like the Fourth of July I can fall for you forever, I'm certain 'Cause I still get nervous I, I-I I still get nervous

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour