They come from nowhere and go nowhere
When our dreams become defenseless
They're ignited our meanness
Their path lies here and there
Through the autumn and the rain
Through the torrents and cold
You can see their shadows
You can hear their silent voice
Mingled with the rain's noise
They come from nowhere and go nowhere
When the weary leaves turn into yellow
They will appear, stealing quiet near
When the rain again is here
Eternal wandering through the rain
It's calling us so loud
Would you like to join them
To join the shadows' crowd
Till December comes out
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