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Barren boredom of a life without love
monster of my wilderness, beast of my city, don't be afraid of me
barmy expression, the walls remind you of your first love
most of them indifferently empty, bend you wherever you are
in the dark alleys shadows slipping dangerously
In the electrified after hours clubs women hide behind the oblivion
in the damned bazaars of the boulevard, the policemen
wealthy provincials bikers
(with) uncovered small masks in the wall of death
who are flickering the angel or the demon at their fingertips, Saturday at dawn
Don't talk about the old loves
In the biggest desires they back down
They didn't stand together and perished away
They've hidden in the caves of lost paradises
Don't talk about the old loves
In the biggest desires they back down
They didn't stand together and perished away
They've hidden in the caves of lost paradises
Anything that worth hurts, and it's tough
go away and hide from me so as you do not suffer
I don't know if you are leaving now for the less of me
or if what I am feeling for you was too...
too much for you
too much for you
Don't talk about the old loves
In the biggest desires they back down
They didn't stand together and perished away
They've hidden in the caves of lost paradises
Don't talk about the old loves
In the biggest desires they back down
They didn't stand together and perished away
They've hidden in the caves of lost paradises
Don't talk about the old loves.....