The night has put a halt on each impulse,
in this dark city lane,
all souls are resting at this hour,
in their safe haven;
But this solitude is awake with me,
wandering on this brick lane.
O Solitude! Join me to see the daybreak,
at the end of this pain.
You're invincible I know
nobody can influence you,
Ieaning against this wall
I'm looking for some solace and pity;
Lemme, walk beside you
in this unfamiliar, exotic city,
as two staggering lunatics
strolling round the city.
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