Convienient stores are closing in doors
Because nothing feels safe anymore
Everything is caving in itself
And i feel like im missing from it's shelves
I don't believe what they say
I don't believe what they think
That prophecies were made
Just to watch the world sink
Nothing but stones and bricks
The outstanding emptiness
I feel like i've seen it all before
On a lonely day of loneliness
And i think about hours and days and months
The years in fear had passed it's run
Everything repeats itself as it seems
And i think to myself: ''What a lovely routine''
My igniting inspiration
My enlightened desperation
I think to myself: ''What a lovely circulation''
Because nothing is new
It keeps crushing through
It's a deja vu
Our deja vu
When two lines meet as one
That's a full circle as one
When the past meets the future
There the future's just begun
And i can see it now
Like a deja vu
Our deja vu...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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