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Who knows if

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Who knows if there are any prints on the moon at all
and why the drowning man kicks around
which muscle turns the Earth
What is truth like? We're sparing with truth, maybe so that it lasts
It's spotted like a dalmatian, it's black and white
poor girl, she's short of breath
And what about the wind? The northern wind doesn't have to be so harsh
and in this world there doesn't have to be an idiot at the head
I wish you nerves as unyielding as steel cables
and let all the saints stand by us!
 
Everything is different, the pissed-off Earth is throwing up tonnes of molten lava
the kids on the hillside are looking for purple cows
what does the truth look like, which one of you knows?
Nobody knows it, it disappears just as quickly as it appears
I hope that it doesn't lie and it's just as pure as ever
and doesn't weep in the corridor
So what's there to believe in? Maybe just the creatures that fly around our heads
They bring us secret, but sure messages
and such gifts which we are afraid to return
and write it down, that I'll pay
 
I have to go, I'll find it myself
Just for that feeling that I know it
I'll cross the Earth and the whole of creation if needs be
whether it takes an instant or a few years
 
Who knows, if there are any prints on the moon at all
and why the drowning man kicks around
which muscle turns the Earth
What is truth like? We're sparing with truth, maybe so that it lasts
It's spotted like a dalmatian, it's black and white
poor girl, she's short of breath
 
Everything is different, the pissed-off Earth is throwing up tonnes of molten lava
the kids on the hillside are looking for purple cows
what does the truth look like, which one of you knows?
Nobody knows it, it disappears just as quickly as it appears
I hope that it doesn't lie and it's just as pure as ever
and doesn't weep in the corridor
 
Who knows, if there are any prints on the moon at all
and why the drowning man kicks around
which muscle turns the Earth
What is truth like? We're sparing with truth, maybe so that it lasts
It's spotted like a dalmatian, it's black and white
poor girl, she's short of breath
 


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EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS





An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
 

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
 

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
 

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
 

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
 


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I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version





Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
 

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
 


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Heavenly clouds





Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
 

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
 

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
 


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The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips