| Hey who's here? |
| Maybe the wind, maybe the news.
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| The night in the room lasts, stretches,
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| My sleep is quiet, and secretly entered the house
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| Measured sound is a friend of anxiety and mystery.
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| Chorus:
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| Well, the nights are trembling, I'm not in your debt,
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| Should I tremble, squeeze my hands, but there is a tremor in them.
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| Wrapped up in sheets of evil to attack,
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| Is it difficult, is it just to fall into the abyss.
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| Every rustle, and in the heels of the soul,
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| The shadows of the leaves outside the windows tremble a little.
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| What can I say - you lie without breathing,
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| This life is not easy to value.
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| Chorus:
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| Well, the nights are trembling, I'm not in your debt,
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| Should I tremble, squeeze my hands, but there is a tremor in them.
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| Wrapped up in sheets of evil to attack,
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| Is it difficult, is it just to fall into the abyss.
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| The sound grows, fills, rises
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| The hour of calculation and I can see to perish.
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| Here I am, and my double is not waiting,
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| He tries to throw himself into a black hole.
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| Chorus:
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| Well, the nights are trembling, I'm not in your debt,
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| Should I tremble, squeeze my hands, but there is a tremor in them.
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| Wrapped up in sheets of evil to attack,
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| Is it difficult, is it just to fall into the abyss.
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| Here gradually from lines and shadows -
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| Silhouette! |
| I see him clearly.
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| Gradually, fears are stronger,
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| I accept the silhouette and get closer.
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| Chorus:
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| Well, the nights are trembling, I'm not in your debt,
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| Should I tremble, squeeze my hands, but there is a tremor in them.
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| Wrapped up in sheets of evil to attack,
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| Is it difficult, is it just to fall into the abyss.
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| Lamp shade, frame, dust on it,
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| I woke up, I was born again.
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| The sounds of the day won't disturb me
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| Only in darkness was the meaning of light hidden.
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| And, here the day rang, faded away,
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| A new night is coming, who will come at that hour?
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| Who is doomed to rebuke my spirit?
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| Fetters on the hands, a seal on the lips. |