The man stands on the edge of the bridge
Says well this is it, this is where I finish
My life is a series of painful events
Got no one to love, no job to want
Not even a fly will be bothered if I die
So what is life without hope, love?
My heart is a empty dusty room
Nothing can change my mood
So why should I live?
Why should I waste all this time on such a sad little life?
Suddenly he heard a faint voice
Calling out to him
He turned around
Then saw a little girl in a red dress
Little girl said: what are you doing?
The man annoyed with her presence
Told her to scram, silly little princess
But she didn't move, didn't even care
Said with persistent: you'll fall be careful!
The man said smirking: if I do I'll be grateful!
The little girl asked: do you want to hear a song?
The man answered: not even a little!
Stubborn little girl sang anyways
"When the blossoms bloom
Spring comes running
It'll wash away all the gloom
Won't you come with me
To the big old park
So we could be free
And nothing will be dark"
The man remembers her sister
And all the times he had played
In the spring spirit
Under the blooming trees
Remembering his good memories
Washes some of his sadness away
But then again he hadn't seen her sister for ages
Quiet little mouse! Get back to your house
Let me die in piece
The little girl smiled, said okay bye!
If you see God tell him I said hi!
Such a rude creature
Thought the sad man
Let's get this over with then
Said with nervousness
He Closed his eyes, trying to let go
Trying to make his body fly
But then he couldn't
I can't even do this right,he thought
There must be something that's keeping him alive
Doesn't let him put everything behind
Was it the promise of another spring?
It's all her fault, he said with anger
He steps away from the edge
Sits on the floor
Smells the air, the chilly wind
Thinks:well I can do this a few more days
I can put up with this ruthless beauty
This inconsiderate beast we call life
With some coffee and music
With a good book and an afternoon walk
This intolerable tragedy
Can get a little bit better
Says well this is it, this is where I finish
My life is a series of painful events
Got no one to love, no job to want
Not even a fly will be bothered if I die
So what is life without hope, love?
My heart is a empty dusty room
Nothing can change my mood
So why should I live?
Why should I waste all this time on such a sad little life?
Suddenly he heard a faint voice
Calling out to him
He turned around
Then saw a little girl in a red dress
Little girl said: what are you doing?
The man annoyed with her presence
Told her to scram, silly little princess
But she didn't move, didn't even care
Said with persistent: you'll fall be careful!
The man said smirking: if I do I'll be grateful!
The little girl asked: do you want to hear a song?
The man answered: not even a little!
Stubborn little girl sang anyways
"When the blossoms bloom
Spring comes running
It'll wash away all the gloom
Won't you come with me
To the big old park
So we could be free
And nothing will be dark"
The man remembers her sister
And all the times he had played
In the spring spirit
Under the blooming trees
Remembering his good memories
Washes some of his sadness away
But then again he hadn't seen her sister for ages
Quiet little mouse! Get back to your house
Let me die in piece
The little girl smiled, said okay bye!
If you see God tell him I said hi!
Such a rude creature
Thought the sad man
Let's get this over with then
Said with nervousness
He Closed his eyes, trying to let go
Trying to make his body fly
But then he couldn't
I can't even do this right,he thought
There must be something that's keeping him alive
Doesn't let him put everything behind
Was it the promise of another spring?
It's all her fault, he said with anger
He steps away from the edge
Sits on the floor
Smells the air, the chilly wind
Thinks:well I can do this a few more days
I can put up with this ruthless beauty
This inconsiderate beast we call life
With some coffee and music
With a good book and an afternoon walk
This intolerable tragedy
Can get a little bit better