Regina Spektor "Apres Moi" (po manęs nors ir tvanas)

I must go on standing

You can't break

that which isn't yours

I, oh, must go on standing

I'm not my own,

it's not my choice

Be afraid of the lame

They'll inherit your legs

Be afraid of the old

They'll inherit your souls

Be afraid of the cold

They'll inherit your blood

Apres moi, le deluge

After me comes the flood

I must go on standing

You can't break that

which isn't yours

I, oh, must go on standing

I'm not my own,

it's not my choice

Be afraid of the lame

They'll inherit your legs

Be afraid of the old

They'll inherit your souls

Be afraid of the cold

They'll inherit your blood

Apres moi, le deluge

After me comes the flood

Be afraid of the lame

They'll inherit your legs

Be afraid of the old

They'll inherit your souls

Be afraid of the cold

They'll inherit your blood

Apres moi, le deluge

After me the flood

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