ROTTEN RIVER

Every day I pass in this world

I feel more alone,

but I’m not so gutless

and I have no fear...

I’ve lost all hope,

my soul falls down, underfed,

and everywhere,

ghosts of my past,

everywhere, no lights...

Sometimes she doesn’t understand me

Sometimes she doesn’t understand me

It’s all my fault,

it’s only my fault, now I see,

I’ve never given her anything great,

anything real...

We are small leaves

carried by the stream

of a rotten river...

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