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Tekstovi: The Cure. Adonais.

Breaks the spell, still young, awakes from
Out this dream of life and leaves
Us sleeping storm racked, blind consumed by
Phantom pale displays of grief

He slips through out this shadow land of
Pain where heads grow sorrow gray and
Age destroys all hope
And spirits crushed lament and hide away

The wordless watch the soft sky smile
And breathless hear the low wind sigh
What death may join
No more let life divide

Dream yourself awake, he calls
Eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Be with me

Breaks the chains, still young, dispels
Hateful shades of treacherous time
Leaves us sleeping, tortured, mute
Devoured by ghostly shapes of life

Slips through ties of dust to be the world
We dream he lives apart
Of everything we feel the young and beautiful
And brave of heart

The wordless watch the soft sky smile
And breathless hear the low wind sigh
What death may join no more let life divide

Dream yourself awake, he calls
Eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Be with me

Dream yourself awake, he calls
Eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Forever