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Как раз для зимнего вечера...

Stay,
Enjoy the fading light of day.
A light that catches in the sky
And into hell it slips away...

Lamp light.
It never helped me through the night.
The thoughts refuse to go away,
They come to tell me you were right,

Always...
If someone tells me what to say,
What's the difference anyway?
I try to find the time of day
That's intimately mine,
Freedom for my mind,
The ending of the journey into night.
So ends another day...