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A passing landscape

Black clouds flying

My nails scraping my skin

A child is playing

A little flower's crying

I avert my eyes

The world tears me into hundred parts

I stay on my way!

We're running from our fate and blood

We're fleeing from friends and love

The way is wonderful, but where's the end

When will we stop?

We're chasing the pleasures of flesh

We're searching for delights of night

We push the time before us

So it will be over so fast…

I look at your face

But I can't see it

I step across everybody

I hunt for someone

But no one is good enough

No, I'd rather not avert my eyes