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Song About Freedom
My soul is sick among the indifferent walls
Cold-cliche, twilight of changes
At a table, they're singing something about their coziness
On a satiated night towards the black day...
Gray night, in the windows the dawn is smoking
The sun will rise, but may be it won't anymore
Night without love, empty are the bridges between people
There's nothing, there's only you...
Freedom, freedom, so much, so little,
You've told us what kind we are
You yield neither to death nor to life or lies,
How the skies under my hearе, you are beating in anguish...
Dark entrance, one more sinking,
Blood on the floor, drop after drop in us
In this night it is that torn country
Piling up ashes of the cooling eyes...
Gray speech in the dark sick window,
Yield and lay down into the gray night inside me,No, i'm sorry I cannot grow in the dead life,
No, it isn't in this handful...
Freedom, freedom, so much, so little,
You've told us what kind we are,
You yield neither to death nor to life or lies,
How the skies under my hearе, you are beating in anguish...
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Submitted by 
girl1717 on 2014-03-03
girl1717 on 2014-03-03Added in reply to request by 
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