със самотната богиня Нощта.
Вятър събужда камбанени кедри.
Да, такава е тя гола тъга.
Под тътен просторът страшно трепери,
бездънен устрем на мъртви очи.
Луната вече я бяха проклели,
изворът замръзнал още мълчи.
Златен нектар зора ще налее
и пак геройски ще срещнем деня,
сякаш няма липса, а нещо грее...
И хаосът ражда нова звезда...










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Elen síla lumenn' omentielvo.
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Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Wenn dein Leben dich vergisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Und dich niemand vermisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Sense ist?
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You want to see this [link]
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Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Wenn dein Leben dich vergisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Und dich niemand vermisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Sense ist?
thanks for watching it
what art are you working on?
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You want to see this [link]
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Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Wenn dein Leben dich vergisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Ende ist?
Und dich niemand vermisst?
Was würdest du tun, wenn morgen Sense ist?
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