He chased her for a while
with a big smile,
then he caught her and...
He stabbed the knife in her stomach
and she broke down.
He killed my friend Lisa.
I didn't really know, what I should feel.
I felt empty in my own peel.
It was something like mourning,
fear, panic and despair.
He didn't saw me, but my friend,
it was her end.
He killed Sandy,
she was eating a candy.
Her hair was auburn
and now it was my turn.
I ran away, but he was faster.
I think, I can not change my destiny,
I can not escape the death.
I was afraid.
He took his knife very high.
I wanted to fly.
Fly away!
But he faster, and stabbed it..
Aaaaaaah!
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What happened? For a minute I saw my own death.
Was it just a dream?
Der Mond ist scharlachrot.
Er rockt sich durch die dunklen Wolken.
Er strahlt wie eine schöne Frau.
Sein Lächeln liegt noch auf dem Morgentau.
Die Sonne küsst ihn zart.
Der Smooth Jazz breitet sich aus
Schwingt sich den Wänden empor
Tanzt an der Decke leichtfüssig
Lacht übers ganze Gesicht
Und meint in unterkühltem Ton
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