��������It's the last one, the world goes onEveryone draws his own crossSomeone steps, someone falls downOnly God knows how this will endFrom pure love, a white flowerTo the heart, a sharp bayonetAnd the stars are cryingFrom pure love, a white flowerTo the heart, a sharp answerIn your eyesAnd in your eyesAnd in your eyesHatred spread the shadowsThe servant fulfilled his orderAnd then the time stoppedThe game is too highThe flame touches the skyAnd it will touch us tooFrom pure love, a white flowerTo the heart, a sharp answerAnd the stars are cryingFrom pure love, a white flowerTo the heart, a sharp answerAnd the stars are cryingHow many nights, how many daysThe last one is still breathingAnd the world turns around
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