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Me and my solitude, weeping tears of ice
under the winter's pale moonlight.
Drops of soul, from our eyes
that will never leave behind.

Stuck in the shade I felt cold.
Covered by silver rays I followed the winds of white gold.
So I came here.

Forests of silent birches walked with my emptiness
drowning my memories in silence and timelessness.
The looming of an old past's shadow thundery stands on me
opening me a bright lit future that will never be.

Stuck in the shade I felt cold.
Covered by silver rays I followed the winds of white gold.
So I came here.

Under the plaintive stars I left at my back my past.
The call of the doubtful fate is dragging me on my path.
Covered by silver rays I'm following him,
conscious that my future will never be so sweet

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