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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Alphaville -  Elegy
 He is sitting on a hill
 
 A vapid night is crawling through the vale
 
 The trees are fangs of transiency
 
 The demons forge hammers and nails
 
 He will travel all the ways
 
 That lead to the unknown lands
 
 Time has distorted his view
 
 An amen in his due
 
 He is gazing at the skies
 
 Without yearning in his eyes
 
 And he will follow the invisible trace
 
 When the sirens sing again...
 
 The spring is in the air, the silence in the skies
 
 The wind is in his hair, the moon is in his eyes
 
 The bats play on but hell be gone
 
 Before the world has left the night
 
 ...the birds sing on but he has gone
 
 Before the morning spreads its light
 
 
    
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