Vonema - Shadows | Текст песни

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I almost made friends with the shadows
I meet in my room every night
I'm trying to follow the arrows
They draw and the warnings they write.

They sit on my pillow, they hang on the lamp,
They know how to open the door.
My bed isn't mine -- it is their base camp.
How could I not see them before?

My friends say it's not something special --
They have their own shadows and ghosts.
I've met a wise man, and he mentioned:
"They die if your fingers are crossed!"

My shadow is weak, and all others are huge,
They bite her and sleep on her floor;
They laugh and they taunt, and they say I'm a stooge,
How could I not see this before?..


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