Song Written in Paris - text
I walk, I walk and don’t look ahead,
I am forbidden to look around.
Forbidden by my convoy of anger and sadness.
Only they are my silent companions.
They lead me throught the streets of the city
The city, where I will be buried.
How long? How long can the hatred last?
You will ask me.
When it will swallow me - then everything will be over.
There’ll be a bile out of my mouth.
I am used to hate.
I can't do anything better than to hate and despise.
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