| Everything still, everything silent
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| As after the rain
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| We lie here listening to night close down
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| Stare like a child, wait for the signs
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| To decide once again
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| Just when they looked here to stay
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| We’re to leave our world arraign
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| It really isn’t fair
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| Outside they sing «The war is over!»
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| «Raise your blinds, the war is over!»
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| Tell your deepest dark
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| Goodbye
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| A distant waltz turns in the head
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| Of an old lady’s night
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| Waiting hands unfold within the dark
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| Lighting her lamp, seeing Prince Albert
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| Recalling the sight
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| They waltz again through the park
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| Floorboards creak beneath the moon
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| The room below just sighs
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| Outside they sing «The war is over!»
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| «Raise your blinds, the war is over!»
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| Let me get some sleep
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| Tonight
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| Everything still, everything silent
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| As after the rain
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| Still we are
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| After the rain |