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05 Black-Empty

Interpret: Ilja Haltmar & Petr Neumann Text: Ilja Haltmar Hudba: Petr Neumann Lyrics: I remember when you told me I was the handsomest man, And the world was spinning just for us two, through nights where the stars shone bright. Now I know that love can be so rough, That only shadows and a few empty nothings remain. I remember when you told me, That for me you would sacrifice everything, sacrifice everything. Now I just sit and stare into my phone, Searching for those times that vanished like smoke. Your words sounded like a ballad, But empty promises are just a cold rhyme. In your eyes there is no sacrifice, they are black-empty, (Black, black, black-empty) Like a page in a book that has no plot. Your voice now sounds like an echo that has long been false, And I ask myself, what of those promises actually remains? Where is that love that was meant to be forever? Just a cold wind blows on my face. But the handsomest man now stands in the rain, With a photo in his hand, on which there's only you. I was supposed to be the one who stays with you out of all of them, It was only a dream, now the curses have fallen. You said: "Forever together, trust me," Now I just laugh at that naive game. In your eyes there is no sacrifice, they are black-empty, (Black, black, black-empty) Like a page in a book that has no plot. Your voice now sounds like an echo that has long been false, And I ask myself, what of those promises actually remains? Where is that love that was meant to be forever? Just a cold wind blows on my face. Black, b-b-b-black empty, Black, b-b-b-black empty, Black, b-b-b-black empty, Black, b-b-b-black empty, That our story would have a happy ending, No scenes full of tears and arguments. I was just another man, just another stranger, Who hoped to find a piece of a fairy tale. And so I look at your name on the list, It's gone, erased, just as you erased us. In your eyes there is no sacrifice, they are black-empty, (Black, black, black-empty) (Black, black, black-empty) (Black, black, black-empty) Like a page in a book that has no plot. Your voice now sounds like an echo that has long been false, And I ask myself, what of those promises actually remains? Where is that love that was meant to be forever? Just a cold wind blows on my face. #music #anniversary #song #newmusic #englishmusic #newsong