Friday, December 30, 2005

Vitas! Vitas!

Vitas! It was amazing me after listening his song yesterday by accident though I couldn't understand Russian at all.
Went throught the whole Orchard road in the afternoon but coundn't find his CD anyhow, bloody depressed.

Opera #2 [3:15]
My house is finished building
But I'm alone inside of it.
The door slammed behind my back
An autumn wind knocks on my window
Cries over me again.
Storm at night
Fog at the morning
The sun completely got cold.
Long-standing aches are coming by their turn
Let them gather together.
It's my fate, and I can't ask my fate for anything
I know only that after my death
Winds are going to wail.