Текст: Beady Belle. Press Of Canvas.

I watch your attempts at leaving
as you meander outside my coast
But I got what you need for heaving
The anchor and burn a bows (?)

Ironically I got the same
You need to get off my shore
This canvas of self-betrayal
Will take you away
Forever more

I hope against hope all the way
I avoid the messary cord (?)
I pray that you at the end of the day
Will invite me on board

On the one hand I want you to come to me
To be near you one last day
On the other, it's painful the closer you'll be
To her sails and go far away

The tide of the rope the loose of the knot
Inescapable but what bow
The fate that dispels you is all that I've got
I am the reason
That you go

I hope against hope all the way
I avoid the messary cord (?)
I pray that you at the end of the day
Will invite me on board

I hope against hope all the way
I avoid the messary cord (?)
I pray that you at the end of the day
Will invite me on board

I hope against hope all the way
I avoid the messary cord (?)
I pray that you at the end of the day
Will invite me
Invite me
You will invite me on board