There's no sound, no bird
Few things remain
I think this game is coming to an end
There's no return
Somewhere someone is born
And I am falling down
When I cross the door, what will I find?
People that I lost during the life?
Or will I just disappear
And become only a memory?
There's no sound, no bird
Few things remain
I think this game is coming to an end
There's no return
Somewhere someone is born
And I am falling down
When I cross the door, what will I find?
People that I lost during the life?
Or will I just disappear
And become only a memory?
When I cross the door, what will I find?
People that I lost during the life?
Or will I just disappear
And become only a memory?
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