Αυτό πάντως το έγραψα στα αγγλικά. Καλοδεχούμενη οποιαδήποτε κριτική (εννοείται). Α, οι πρώτοι 2 στίχοι είναι εντελώς κλεμένοι, αλλά δεν μπόρεσα να σκεφτώ κάτι να τους αντικαταστήσω, οπότε μην με βρίσετε
The Fence
Things I've seen, things I've known,
never shined through in what I've shown.
I wasn't taught ways to defend,
only strings that tie my heart and bend.
I can see, but I cannot,
words of expiation, resuscitation, not
feeling quite well, I'm sorry, don't.
I can feel the light but it's not warm.
Oh, I took a fright, but that's alright,
I can see the bed of roses way over there,
there's a new beginning if I pass that fence.
Maybe I wanna go there, but it's alright,
'cause I can almost feel the pain of the thorns,
I can feel the light, but it's not warm.
