Žal nás svírá – nebývalou silou
Týraná tunou – lží a podlostí
Bělavé ruce – sepnuté v křečích
Myšlenka zhasla – a přišlo ticho
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Sorrow is clutching us with an extraordinary strength
Tortured by a ton of lies and vileness
Whitish hands clenched in convulsion
A thought has dies – and the silence came
To feel the smiles of the crowd behind our backs
To build the idol of our own vanity
Motionlessly wait, turn to dust
To bury the remnants of hope inside
To feel the smiles of the crowd behind our backs
Put the hissing rage to sleep
To build the idol of our own vanity
Put the hissing rage to sleep
Motionlessly wait, turn to dust
Put the hissing rage to sleep
To bury the remnants of hope inside
Put the hissing rage to sleep
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