Journey into the night, the moon on my shoulders
My path, like serpent’s skin, a shiny river
Bringing me to your white crossroad…
A sudden wind blows to my ears, your distant voice,
an echo
I should have known,
I should have known…
This world can’t keep me anymore, too full of you
My dusty paces lead the way of no return
Mile after mile, you will become a living memory
Nailed forever in my foolish, foolish heart …
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