Aleksandra Božinović has not received any gifts yet
Before you remember what you had done,
Before the darkness shades your sight,
Some will say that you should run,
But what remains isn't right.
When it started it killed the flames,
The last sparks,the only way,
There's no flowers in fields of shame,
No colour in a rainbow of gray.
And as it all opens up,
To blank horizonts without grace,
Think again before you jump,
Leave behind those waisted days.
Find a way to be the one,
Who takes away all the pain,
Live and fight, till fear is gone,
Hear this song, feel the rain.
In the end you'll know it all,
Wet ground remembers the mark,
Banging echoes of a desperate call,
Hear that call, feel the dark.