Текст песни Омерта - Outro

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I do not remember the heavenly songs .
I forgot the language of the city .
I was under the rustling leaves - not fun ,
One in the rain - cold.
I would lie under the same sun
In the pure sky star friendly ,
And do not breathe with such bitterness ,
As living , dying slowly.

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I like to know that the soul - the eternal ,
And then it would be to fly in the wind .
To stare anyone , counter ?
The smallness of the tears shed there is ?
I would remember how in the field affectionately
Zapletal dreams moon .
I would have believed them naslovo ...