Jelena

Only my streets are deserted

lights glaring off the wet footpath

but I am being chased/followed by one weird/unusual woman

one Jelena, who isn't there anymore

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Oh where are you Jelena to calm my heart

so that this night my soul can give out a sigh

some damned, fate, what is it

I must wander, I cannot stop

Rain is falling on my town

I am walking down the wet footpath

And still I am being chased/followed by one weird/unusual woman

One Jelena, who isn't there anymore

Ref. 2x

Danke! ❤
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