Tired, tormented, exhausted from life
Now all alone he walks through the park
No one never he had by his side
Happiness was hiding in the dark all the time
Now all alone he walks through the park
No one never he had by his side
Happiness was hiding in the dark all the time
And now the earth claims back her own dust
The wind wants to take away his ashes
He hears some shabby recollections in mind
Maybe in memory he's got some secrets
He never ever had ever revealed
With it he will die and had always lived
November, cold, he's very old
Suddenly falls down on the leaves
Before his eyes ran all his life
He saw nothing just like before the birth
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