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Though the night's still glowing round |
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Yet I know the day is bad |
| [00:40.82] |
Pop stars in a paper bread |
| [00:50.76] |
And again I find my face |
| [00:55.65] |
All neglected, out of place |
| [01:00.75] |
In my hair there is some spray |
| [01:24.69] |
Now it's warm, I've lit the stove |
| [01:29.55] |
Burned my poems, feel so small |
| [01:34.24] |
My diploma's on the wall |
| [01:39.09] |
In the long jump - third place won |
| [01:43.93] |
There is no more use of me |
| [01:48.94] |
So I'd better go to sleep |
| [01:54.01] |
Don't look at my photos, please! |
| [02:03.24] |
There's nothing in my heart |
| [02:08.05] |
No value any more |
| [02:12.43] |
The redness of my blood |
| [02:17.09] |
Is just a kind of joke |
| [02:21.83] |
And I want to forget |
| [02:26.50] |
As often as I can |
| [02:31.24] |
There's nothing in my heart |
| [02:35.50] |
No value any more |
| [02:59.33] |
And you should guard my dreams |
| [03:03.89] |
Come any time you like |
| [03:08.38] |
Those moments of my days |
| [03:12.90] |
You'll hold within your hand |
| [03:17.58] |
So do not cheer me up |
| [03:22.31] |
I'll stand here all alone |
| [03:26.87] |
There's nothing in my heart |
| [03:31.43] |
No value any more |
