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Текст: Alphaville. To The Underworld.

(Gold)

To the underworld i'm going down
Step into the ground
Into the breath from the gutter of the underworld
What will be i don't know
And i don't care if somebody's asking me
But i never will go
Back to the places where i once used to be
I don't care who you were
Cause we never stay the same
Every moment's a change in the complicated game
I don't care where you've been, everybody's astray
Like a homeless bird in the stormy bay
Now i'm on my way, from the other side
Direction unknown which is always
What you can't understand
Vague vision in front as the past is calling you
Never ever turn around, better wait
Till the blizzard comes to an end
I don't care where you've been
Cause we never meet again
No one can return says the travellin' man
I don't care who you were, we're all growing old
Every moment's a change say albert
And the heart of gold
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