А Symphony of Sadness
Water running down my cheeks like pouring rain.
September burns in gold, but I don't see its flame —
Inside my world went dark, only a faded grey remains.
In the silence plays "Farewell" — a single chord,
Through time I hear your voice.
Haydn wrote a symphony of grief stored,
Where every sound is filled with only you.
Without you, I've got nothing left to lose,
Let the strings break, let my voice go rough.
A Symphony of Sadness — I can't play it through,
And the ache inside is never still.
Never still
Notes are falling, like the drops, into the void,
Crashing into ghostly dust below.
The city turned to grey, I'm trapped inside its walls,
Wandering through the streets alone.
I look for you in the faces of the passers-by —
Ghostly shadows.
The sounds keep stretching, deep inside my heart —
A Symphony of Sadness, growing strong.
Without you, I've got nothing left to lose,
Let the strings break, let my voice go rough.
A Symphony of Sadness — I can't play it through,
And the ache inside is never still.
Never still,
Never still.
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