Trafika Europe 7 - Ukrainian Prayer

Cant del Mignia

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Running. Always running. Time always slipping away. Allowing the pain to be numbed As it invades my teeth.

Running. Always forgetting Always forgetting the words Allowing the Voice of the world to die As it blinds my understanding. Running. Always running. Allowing all the loves that soak The step leaving no trace of a word As a barrier before me. Always running. Legs, hands and feet That is all I am. And heart and Autumn leaf My Love, it has now turned one And my dry eyes have killed the moon.

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