Try to erase the smell of freedom
And every face that happened to meet mine
What still remains, something unrelenting
I'll say the names of those I've left behind
In the still of the night
Do you laugh, do you cry
Do you try not to remember?
If it's a question of fate
Do you love, do you hate
Do you try not to remember?
I see your eyes and my own reflection
These broken skies again began to melt
We are the same fighting for something
What's left to gain, when there's no means to an end
In the still of the night
Do you laugh, do you cry
Do you try not to remember?
If it's a question of fate
Do you love, do you hate
Do you try not to remember?
In the still of the night
Do you laugh, do you cry
Do you try not to remember?
If it's a question of fate
Do you love, do you hate
Do you try not to remember?
Try not to remember. . .