Lithuania
Last week I met a lot of people
I still don’t understand
We’ve got a great connection
It’s like it’s meant..
A whole week of learning things,
Parties and having fun..
Then the week was over
And everything was gone..
Now I’m back “home” again
But my heart isn’t with me
It’s still there in Lituania
Where it’s supposed to be..
I see and hear everybody around me
I miss them terribly
I don’t belong here anymore
It’s unbearably..
I wish I could go back
I’d take the first plane
I can’t go on like this
It’s driving me insane
I want to be with them forever
I miss them so much
But I know we’ll meet again
And that we’ll stay in touch
I still don’t understand
We’ve got a great connection
It’s like it’s meant..
A whole week of learning things,
Parties and having fun..
Then the week was over
And everything was gone..
Now I’m back “home” again
But my heart isn’t with me
It’s still there in Lituania
Where it’s supposed to be..
I see and hear everybody around me
I miss them terribly
I don’t belong here anymore
It’s unbearably..
I wish I could go back
I’d take the first plane
I can’t go on like this
It’s driving me insane
I want to be with them forever
I miss them so much
But I know we’ll meet again
And that we’ll stay in touch
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Littledolphin: | Maandag, juli 24, 2006 16:35 |
| ik snap je gevoel,ik ben uit tsjechie en ken dit gevoel wat jij nu verwoord heel goed,rakend opgezet gedicht..heel veel sterkte en veel liefs | |
| Oorlam: | Maandag, juli 24, 2006 16:16 |
| emigration is my lust for life;-) | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 juli 2006 | ||
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