Album:
REM
Oryginalne teksty (piosenek)
słoweński
Przekład
angielski
13
13
You poet, you have calmed the world.
You’ve cast souls without shackles into the castle of walls.
Thirteen years, no words.
Fear driven, buried, you’ve burned bridges.
But your streets are empty.
You know that thoughts are false again.
You just have to find yourself in transgressions.
Now you're standing on the edge of the precipice,
in the abyss, fear prevails.
You will choose your own punishment.
The last day your conscience calls
and you're not responding.
You wait, but there is no lifeline.
Thief words, you steal the world.
And the fields of dreams last day
a hurricane takes you.
The dam of the accident collapsed.
There is no more dungeon in this place.
You hid without wounds, you were left alone.
Now you're standing on the edge of the precipice,
in the abyss, fear prevails.
You will choose your own punishment.
The last day your conscience calls
and you're not responding.
You wait, but there is no lifeline.
An eternal lie trapped you, you are now falling into silent timelessness.
Who will defend you?
Now you're standing on the edge of the precipice,
in the abyss, fear prevails.
You will choose your own punishment.
The last day your conscience calls
and you're not responding.
You wait, but there is no lifeline.
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Give a shoutout to Hayato Mitzukata
