I'm leaving you. Heart's cold and all over,
And the last tear's completely dry.
That door's closed. Wind's, as evil, roaring,
Night without stars looks in my eyes.
I'm leaving you. Shall find the other roads.
Never I'll look back, know, never I.
Life is luring me with its last ghosts...
I snan't take them, no any lie...
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