One more time that I find you on the street
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You're sprawled out and you tell me, "I'm tired again"
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I feel tied up, I don't know anymore what I can do
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Whether to ask you that you leave or to take off running
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I think, Poor guy, how he ended up so alone!
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I think about his path, how his fate will be
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I think about life that always does whatever it wants
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I think if one chooses or at least if one suggests
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And once again that I look around me
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I no longer know if I'm better or if everything's worse
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I want to cheer myself up and I tell myself nice things
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I want to pep myself up and talk with the little flowers
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And I look at them, and I tell them, "What beautiful flowers!"
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And I think that they think, "Oh, poor thing, she's crazy!"
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And I turn back in shame, staring off to the side
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And there I see the poor guy, also so desolate
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It's autumn, the trees mirror my pain
A leaf falls to the ground
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I look at it, alone are the two of us
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And in the loneliness of the street I walk
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I'd rather move forward and reach some place
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So that things happen and not make them wait
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If I walk slowly I can even meditate
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Toward where I'm going and toward where it will end up
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If I speed up, I can also crash
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Into what hurts me, enough to make me burst!
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It's autumn, the trees mirror my pain
A leaf falls to the ground
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I look at it, alone are the two of us