My translation of this incredible song. I don’t like the video that much, but the song and the lyrics are amazing. If you listen to it with your eyes closed, understanding the words, you’ll know…
http://www.vbox7.com/play:f91697c7
Escape
Final night, tomorrow the road awaits me.
I look out the window – is it raining?
I am not afraid of you, I don’t want to stay here.
The only thing left to do again, is to escape.
How many times do I confess to you,
That I can’t be alone. Countless years.
Countless years I can’t stop my flight.
Why did I believe words,
Words that even a little child won’t believe.
Why did I escape, why did I believe.
Is it the rain outside or the cold inside of me,
That stops my flight. I am staying here.
I don’t know if the fear that I return again here
Like a stranger without shelter, lost his home,
Didn’t stop now.
of course the English translation is terrible beyond human comrehension – not only that I’m not a poet, or fluent enough, but it just doesn’t sound poetic in English…
Бягство
Последна нощ, а утре ме очаква път.
Поглеждам през прозореца дали навън вали.
Не ме е страх от теб, не искам да остана тук.
Това, което остава да направя пак е да бягам.
За кой ли път аз презнавам пред теб,
че не мога да бъда сам. Безброй години.
Години наред аз не мога да спра своя бяг.
Защо повярвах на думи,
в които не вярва и малко дете.
Защо избягах, защо повярвах.
Дали дъждът навън или студът във мен
е това, което спира моя бяг. Оставам тук.
Не знам дали страхът, че връщам се отново тук
като странник без подслон, загубил своя дом.
Не спира сега.
Не поглеждай назад. Don’t look back
Не отваряй врати – Don’t open doors -
те отдавна простени са вече. They’re long ago forgiven.
Не търси листопад. Don’t look for the fall of the leaf.
Не прахосвай мечти. Don’t squander dreams.
Нека гасне тъгата далече. Let the sadness die away in the distance.
В мрака шепне дъжда, In the dark, the rain whispers,
не, не казвай боли. No, don’t say “hurt.”
С вопъл тих не ранявай душата. With a quiet lemantation don’t hurt the soul.
Не поглеждай назад. Don’t look back.
Само силна бъди. Just be strong.
Нова е песента на зората. New is the song of the dawn.
Pao, im going to be honest – i hate to type our password, at least the first part of it…jaja. Remember yesterday’s day – the..what was it…the 21st, yes. So, I will this time use those prophesies: I say that within the end of the week something “nice” will happen. I also say, that you and I will have the you know what, and I also say that this summer I am going back. Idk if these are “prophesies”, or stubornly-make-it-happen, but I’ve come up with a way to tell the reality and subconscious reality apart – by following the link, which ultimately gives you tips of what will be in your near future – for example, tomorrow. When you wake up regretting that you opened your eyes ( typical teenage symptom 
) usually you have a bad day, and you’ve known it from the moment you woke up – just think about it- maybe, just maybe, something told you while you slept to be “aware” ? im again talking about those dreams, because im frekin sick of them coming true. It’s insane – I dream of something, and the next day it comes true. uffffff.
-Bani
