Перевод песни White Fields – Grave for Fireflies

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Never will i miss the day
When i leave this town
In its sleeping state
And all the hands
And enforced smiles
That still pretend
That we share lifes
I hate the birds
And their songs of hope
I hate the trees
And the sounds they grow
I hate this custody
It will never set me free
All that is left of these summer nights
When we were young — dancing to the beat of dying hearts
Is glooming dreams so lifeless
Fade away so hopeless
In our hearts fireflies found their graves
We are the spirit of this town
We are the ghosts that frown
And once gone we will never be back
Paint this town black
Pitch black
Soul black