A keresés eredménye

It all will end

The flowering gardens,
The hands reaching out for the skies,
The cigarette smoke,
The stars and the Versailles.
 
The tenderness and longing,
The mint-scented meadows,
The waves by the cliffs,
The earth's crumpled bedding.
 
The graffiti, the scream,
The bright neon signs,
All that you are used to,
The ringing of the bells.
 
The snowstorm,
The capuccino, ice.
No mattter what you do,
It all shall pass.
 
[Chorus]
It all will end (x12)
 
The veil of mists,
The flocks heading South,
The truth and lies,
The tight knot of the hands.
 
The figures, the numbers,
Your favourite cult
The nervous winds,
The youth, when you are dumb.
 
The image in the social media,
The border lines,
The primeval fear,
The hollowness of the eye sockets.
 
The autumn, the streetlights,
The raindrops in the gutters -
The time shall all digest
Turning all to dust.
 
[Chorus]
It all will end (x12)