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Who knows what all you've been through
No one can be this alone
Tell me one by one, hold my hands
No one can be this resentful

Line by line on your face, in your shadowed eyes
What heavy silence lies within?
What stories are there?

To turn into a snowdrop before every spring
To be torn apart, to tell of being torn apart
To dance with darkness, then lay down to die
Tell of this treacherous world, tell

Your trembling jaw as if the world has collapsed
No one can be this sad
Your eyes full to the brim, your life as well
No one can be this tired

In that teardrop always on the verge of falling
What is ready to flow?
What stories are there?

To turn into a snowdrop before every spring
To be torn apart, to tell of being torn apart
To dance with darkness, then lay down to die
Tell of this treacherous world, tell

Don't drift off into the distance
Let your eyes not fill up
No one should be this alone

To turn into a snowdrop before every spring
To be torn apart, to tell of being torn apart
To dance with darkness, then lay down to die
Tell of this treacherous world, tell