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In the noise of the city draft
The small old house falls in silent
It has seen years, times, souls
Dusty footprints on the logs.
We are only a little bit around
Here you hear the voice of passed times
you feel the lost souls everywhere in that house
Here they all have their own story, you see
So our time is on a new path
We go along with it
Every generation learns from its mistakes
If they are able to look back
I'm closing my ears, it's painful to hear
I don't believe anymore in beautiful lies
There's only one old truth- the graffiti there on the wall
Has simply written this so
There's still time! save the young souls!
Oh, oh, oh, there's still time
Oh, oh, oh, they shout along
There are old newspapers everywhere here
Emotions, war for peace and time
Which still repeat just like it's unique
One day it will start again
I'm closing my ears, it's painful to hear
I don't believe anymore in beautiful lies
There's only one old truth- the graffiti there on the wall
Has simply written this so
There's still time! save the young souls!
Oh, oh, oh, there's still time
lost souls
Oh, oh, oh, they shout along
save the souls
I'm closing my ears, it's painful to hear
I don't believe anymore in beautiful lies
There's only one old truth- the graffiti there on the wall
Has simply written this so
There's still time! save the young souls!