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Living dust, I search in vain for my Milky Way
In my torment, I found only a mausoleum
And I wander
J I'm afraid of heights
I turn pages
But...empty pages
Wandering dust, I didn't know how to find my way
Each hour asks for whom , why straighten up
And I wander
I'm afraid of heights
I turn pages
But... empty pages
But my God what I seem
I'm of no use at all
And who can say in this hell
What is expected of us, I admit
No longer knowing what I'm good for
No doubt for nothing at all
Now I can keep quiet
If everything becomes disgust
Burning dust, fever got the better of me
I laugh his laughter, I live, I do anything
And I wander
I'm afraid of heights
I turn pages
But...empty pages
But my God what I look like
I'm of no use at all
And who can say in this hell
This what is expected of us, I admit
No longer knowing what I am for
No doubt for nothing at all
Now I can keep quiet
If all becomes disgust