You, who fill everything with joy and youth
And you see ghosts in the backlit nights
And you hear the scented song of blue
Go away
No stop to look
The dead branches of the rose bush
That wither without flowering
Look at the landscape of love
What is the reason to dream, and to love
I, who have already fought against all evil
My hands are so broken from squeezing
I can't even hold you
Go away from me
It will be © in your life the best
From the fog of yesterday
When you come to forget me
How better is the verse here
That we cannot remember
I, who have already fought against all evil
My hands are so broken from squeezing
I can't even hold you
Go away
It will be in your life the best
From the fog of yesterday
When you come to forget me
How better is the verse here
That we cannot remember

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