In this badly written play
Cut my strings
And step down in silence
From the stage that gathered
The characters of my life
Became too small, became unwelcome
If you count my failures
A big blank wall
Will be filled with numbers
And the wall of my victories
Not a single trace
Like a soil covered in frozen rain
Again the winter has won
Descending snow and ice will burn
My skin pale as the landscape
Already cold
I refuse to play my role In this badly written play Cut my strings And step down in silence From the stage that gathered The characters of my life Became too small, became unwelcome If you count my failures A big blank wall Will be filled with numbers And the wall of my victories Not a single trace Like a soil covered in frozen rain Again the winter has won Descending snow and ice will burn My skin pale as the landscape Already cold Explain Request ×
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