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היה היה ענן. ענן ירוק שריחף בשמיים סגולים.
"יום נחמד" חשב הענן.
הביט למעלה - בהיר וסגלגל.
הביט למטה - כהה ומרדים.
הסתכל הענן מלפניו
וראה ינשוף חכם.
שאל את הינשוף החכם
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Can you feel that...?
The world is changing...
Everything is taking its place in the world... nothing stays
the same...
All is changing - except you. The young spectator...
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No. Not again.
This is becoming absurd. Stop playing this game.
Why are you doing this to me? Take it away! I don't want
it!
Oh... are you ignoring me?
Fine! I don't need you... you were never really here
anyway...
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Just lingering here waiting for the final ballad of your
soul.
The same creation that will change my thought and will,
according to your silence.
"So when will I see you again? give me a last chance to make
love..." it beggens.
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Here I am between four walls, four corners, four
boundaries.
Don't know what the hell I'm doing here, but I guess there's
a reason.
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The forgotten hell is all gone...
Waking up from a dream into a nightmare, that is our lives.
The world is no more... eternal damnation is all that is
left.
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Today we took a walk.
The crowd was kind and cheerful, people were smiling at us,
and some of them even played a few rhymes - just for us.
We knew it was all a fake... we didn't care...
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כמה תיקח עוד ממני
לוקח חיים ולא מחזיר חברים
עד מתי זה יימשך, זה נמשך ולא עובר
היו ימים טובים יותר עם עולם דפוק פחות
ומלחמות פרטיות שכאבו קצת פחות
אני נשבע באלוהים אני יחזיר אותם חיים
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Absence of light means pure darkness...
Like the grate kingdom of heaven fell so long ago into the
abyss, so do I fall into this place once more...
This is a place of madness... no escape now... not now, and
not ever...
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חזרה לעמוד היוצר הראשי
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"האם האנושות
יודעת להאריך את
התרבות
האוזבקיסטנית?"
חשבה לעצמה
אנסטסיה בזמן
אכילת
מנטיפלוב... ככה
נולדה
טוביטייקה, ככה
נוצרה היסטוריה |
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