close to the aging

close to the aging I can't stand many things I can't take every evening home A basket of empty words that hurt my loneliness I don't want to put a smile on my face Disturbs my sadness and deceives my misery I can't sit with someone Puts the story of his life in the basin of my silence And ruin my loneliness -- -- -- I'm not like the past Whenever I grow older I feels the beat of the live more I know that the one, who does not leave me and Remain my companion Is my shadow and my sense of ignorance I don't think about the past And I don't think about the day I think about tomorrow, tomorrow How far I will be from the life?! I can't stand many things Whatever happen, when I get out of here There will be no place in my body wounds didn't touch it I don't blame the life I love this land to the degree The smell of his soil fills me with ecstasy If you see me from afar Love pours out of my jar don't be fooled I'm a heartbreaking song every night I sit On the street corner Looking to the passersby who look like wounds, and they laugh at the world! I don't laugh at the world I don't laugh at life I am one of those people, to prove they are not forgotten I always talks about the life! Before I go from here I wanna to say: I can't stand many things for example: "Don't touch me, so you won't get hurt" Nabaz Goran