Spring in me.

Danes sem se ustavila in pogledala nazaj na zadnjih nekaj mesecev. Je bilo nekaj težkih dni, priznam, ampak, ko potegnem črto, ugotovim, da se nimam zaradi česar pritoževati.

It`s all good at the end of the day, they say. And it obviously really is.

Čas, da ustvarim nove spomine. Čas za te krasne, pomladne dni. Čas, da zacvetim(o).

But maybe I`ll be okay, Ma`..

Look what they've done to my song, Ma`..
Look what they've done to my song.
Well, it's the only thing I could do half right
And it's turning out all wrong, Ma`.
Look what they've done to my song..
Look what they've done to my brain, Ma`.
Yeah, they picked it like a chicken bone
And they think I'm half insane, Ma`.
Look what they've done to my brain..
Wish I could find a book to live in..
Wish I could find a good book,
`cause if I could find a real good book
I'd never have to come out and look at
Look what they've done to my song.
And if people are buying tears
We'll be rich someday, Ma`..
Look what they've done to my brain.
But maybe I'll be alright, Ma`.
Yeah maybe I'll be okay,
`cause if the people are buying tears
then we'll be rich someday, Ma`,
Look what they've done to my soul, Ma`!
Look what they've done to my soul..
Yeah, they tied it in a plastic bag
and they shook me upside down, Ma`..
Look what they've done to my song..

 

Utrujena sem. Tako hudičevo utrujena od vsega.

Od vseh. 

..Look what they`ve done 

to my soul, Ma`..