They come to ask, they come to scream
Your deepest secrets they will reveal
They come to whisper and look strange on you
And they come to start so many rumours about you
And they come to try to break your confidence
They come to try to break your patience
They come to ignore you and pretend you not there
And hurt you in many more ways then you now hear
And they will stare at you
And trying to make you look weird
They will try and try and try
Everyting to make you cry
You know you not where you belong
Youre at the wrong place, far away from home
Youre not the there where you should be now
Youre not there where you could be happy love
17th august, it all now have start
But this time in these grey mornings
I wont let you fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
17th august, it all now have start But this time in these grey mornings I wont let you fall the strong words of your passion out burns us all.