I have lost my peace
My reason too
Feel the disease
That has killed you
And I think to myself
It's the end of the world
Every day is bad
Nothing is right
The days are cursed
Blessed is the night
And I think to myself
It's the end of the world
I'm full of irritation
I really don't know why
I see the hostile faces
Of people going by
I see friends clenching hands
Thinking: "I'll do in you!"
They really know what to do
Babies feeling pain
And sorrow grow
They'll learn to hate
And even more
And I think to myself
It's the end, it's the end...
2011
♫ inspiracja / parafraza: Louis Armstrong
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