...Steps...

Walking… being... And you asked me:

- Where? I don’t know......

- How are you? I don’t know.....

- Do you like where you are? I don’t know ...

- You often dream about this place? I don’t know.....

- Would you like to be with him in this place? I don’t know.....

- You’ll leave this place? Yes.......

- Do you come back? No... Never....

With these words I leave you… the Darkness. . you walk with me for a long time already you embraced me, you sheltered me, you protected me, you deluded me… has arrived the moment which you give back my steps , because my way is no longer with you; Don’t you believe that with these words I’ll forget you… I’ll take you in my memories like something special that happened.

...Good bye…

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Cranberries< "Free To Decide"

It's not worth anything,
More than this at all.
I'll live as I choose,
Or I will not live at all.

So return to where you come from,
Return to where you dwell,
Because harassment's not my forte,
But you do it very well.

I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide,
And I'm not so suicidal after all.
I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide,
And I'm not so suicidal after all,
At all, at all, at all.

You must have nothing,
More with your time to do.
There's a war in Russia,
And Sarajevo too.

So to hell with what you're thinking,
And to hell with your narrow mind,
You're so distracted from the real thing,
You should leave your life behind, behind.

'Cause I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide,
And I'm not so suicidal after all,
I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide,
And I'm not so suicidal after all,
At all, at all, at all.

I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide,
And I'm not so suicidal after all,
At all, at all, at all.