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• Artiste: Asguard
• Titre: The Last Day Of Real Existence
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[Music by A. Afonchenko & A. Tselobenok, Lyrics by A. Afonchenko] Here are, when you realized That that you have believed in according To you light mindedness is only illusions, Illusions or sham And more exactly utopin of that unfeasible And already unrealizable happiness that was in store by the fate And that you destroyed, having believed That you are the master Of the world, the master of the eternal life what you can control the fate. But you didn't believe That it is only a dream And that all dream Sometimes finished This is the last day of the real existence Sun is shining not as always Something playful, seducing, attracting Is being felt in this world, in this In describable beauty of nature This is only the light sunlight That is been slightly Hidden by the cloud. Creations driving me to unspeakable delight Who are you? The unknown creator, the genius, who crated This world, this wood, this field, this rain. But this is the rain. Warm summer rain, my last summer rain, My tears of a deep sorrow, tears of revelations, Tears of bitterness. I'll never see it again. How could I be so mistaken, How could I believe in unreal, Attracting, but deceptive. The last summer rain, so tender So warm, like the most secret dream, That are going through the last time. The time has come He time has come, time of reckoning, Time of this unknown That seemed so attractive And that proved to be so deceptive. Time of a sleep, of an eternal sleep.