Peaceful nights with a taste of depression in their eyes,
watching the loss of the day in a red sunset
and wondering:
What have we become??
sinners and thieves and vagabonds,
only the bitter fate is following us
but i don't care, i don't worry
i must find my own path through the death and the dark,
through the sorrow and the sadness.
In the end of the road is the light, the truth and the salvation
my own salvation.
So sweet, soft and white as the skin of a young lady, who is kind and pure.
She is like a vague dream, which i cannot understand,
but i love watching it in my time of sleep.
Sweet melancholic sleep, only this time i can rest my restless body and my shattered soul
Goodnight i hope that the fate is not watching us
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