Ахат - Too Late

When I was born in a cloudy night So I was born to live a dirty life I was a little fairy with a lovely face She sang me a song, it seemed to me so strange “Too late, too late for living, babe too late to take this foolish way and try to have your own name” But a was a babe with clear dreams I heard the song but I don’t know what it means I said “ The sun is so beautiful today” She sang her song and flew away Now I’m a man with a broken soul By body melts pressed by the laws I called my fairy and asked her how to live She said : ’My song is all that I can give Too late, too late for living, babe Too late, too late to make mistakes Too late, too late to change the way You’ve gotta play your game’…