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Cold is the night

Black is the sky

Empty of clouds in this suffering night

Cold wind was blowing outside

Birds were flying in the darkness

Confusion was the only word

To describe this suffering

No more lies, No more pain

The answer of every question was in the sky

Not so far away from me

Some tears are falling down

Red like virgin’s blood

They come outside

Empty of something, Something wrong

and this is only a point of view

Who can say what is wrong

If nobody knows our destiny?

And while I was watching the innocent dead leaf

I thought in peace

Our memories are melodious waves of silence

That silence that every man wants at the end

Without troubles but with glory

And maybe it's never too late

To think about our future.