Original Title: "Ballade"
Year: 1985
It's nothing more than a detail, a detail
The moon is above the pond
I only have a very ordinary life
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
By turns,
I listen to the night
I listen to the wind getting lost
A shouting weathercock
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
Creaks, chuckles, smokes the night
Time will pass, I have time
Branches to branches, the oblivion climbs up
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
Lonely and cold companion
The moon is above the pond
I only have a very ordinary life
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
At the end of everything, nothing is wainting for me
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