It was freezing like hell
When I felt so well,
Air was filled with a scent,
It was sweet and it meant.
Champagne was poured onto our lips,
People were dancing, moving their hips.
The view had seemed to be better,
But now it did not matter.
People were feeling dazed.
They were trapped in a maze.
No one cared about finding the right way out,
Everybody was lost in the crowd.
They were freezing like hell,
But it felt so well.
Each had thought about the freedom,
Though no person was thankful.
People were feeling so special,
But they knew that each was a boredom.
Life keeps on flowing
While boredom remains aging.