Klimt 1918 - La Tregua Тексты

And i try, and i try, and i try
to forget dead friends
just a goodbye
Should I stay, should i pay
Can't go back
I know life goes on, it's too late
I'm holding on, the smell of need
I'm carring on, down on my knees, yes I try
to come with you
The long lost friend, endtime
they sleep in mud
Who's got the right to survive?
I'm holding on...
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