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No time to stay alone
Do you hear my breathing weak?
See weeds on apple trees
Prophecy, bleeding veins
My future in my crying
Embrace me please, stop it now
Overhead Vanilla Sky
I move of random, cause i'm blind
Flowers are withering
Imagine there is suicide
Paingiver will awake
Thousand?? eyes will be blind
My way - pain in this sinister war
When i cannot go - like a legless crawl
Indifference i feel - Feel it from your side
Don't lie to me, that i am in your mind
And we are ... blind ...
Will you recognize in falling stars
My self-burning act?
(In the streets of light, of life, of celebration -
My self-burning act)
Will you recognize in Flower'? withering
My self-burning act?
(Water and sand, mud and trees - they are will be whitnesses
Of my self-burning act!)
All reflections eyeless in my mirriors
Whitnesses of our blindness
Recall to me my way of life
Remind my name, that i hate
Don't pity me - you blind too
You all are blind or blinded
this is true...
The trembling of the ground - my dream
I stand alone on an old bridge
I hear voices, looking down
See mud water, I am walking,
I'm alone on the bridge...
The Autumn coming - i feel it
And yellow foliage on the road
I see faces looking down
See the dove, flying
I'm alone on the bridge...
Yesterday i had a dream, that
Many years ago
One woman deserted her newborn child
Under the bridge - I know
I hear voices of the people
Talking in this night in the light of lanterns
In the wind i recognize the crying
Tremble of the bridge - it's fear
To look down
Well, sometimes i see old woman
Coming to this place
Who is she i can just wonder
But i remember - I saw somewhere her face
Maybe in my dreams
Maybe in my dreams|
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