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In Low SpiritsNeither night nor day will answer meNew cares where each of them Has its own story There is something around me that attracts blue moments I have no illusions and I become the mist I fell apart To wing its way above dreams to find yourself Chilly rain blends tears with its drops of breath There is something around me that attracts blue moments I have no illusions and I become the mist I fell apart |