À quoi je sersWHAT AM I USED FOR
I'm living dust, I search in vain my milky way Each hour asks for what to hold my head up high And I am raving I fear the vacuum What are these tears for Tell… what is the point to live Oh my Lord how do I look I am used for nothing And who can say throughout that hell What they expect from us, I confess I can't say what I 'm used for Certainly for nothing Now I think I can keep quiet If everything's digusting I'm burning dust, fiever got better of myself Laugh with no laugh, I live, I just do anything And I am raving I fear the vacuum And I am turning pages But, just empty pages Oh my Lord how do I look I am used for nothing And who can say throughout that hell What they expect from us, I confess I can't say what I 'm used for Certainly for nothing Now I think I can keep quiet If everything's digusting Другие переводы À quoi je sers. |
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