Текст песни Three Parchý

[Me:]

White one said to me how thin my life supposed to be

Gray one called it delusion

White one said that I suffer from a doomed disease

Black one called it salvation and sin

White Gray Black spinners of this vulgar fate

The thread of life is not broken yet

I defy you to rewrite your lines

Redefine my part, rearrange all this play

Why me?

Why me?

Why?

[Beautiful enough, Moon arises.]

[Me:]
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Why, sister Moon?

Why do paint my fate so gray?

Why, Three-in-one?

Do reduce me to this play?

[Moon invites witches.]

[Me:]

Vida!

Vida Trýgica!

[Witchat:]

Mýtica Lýgica Qu'ntica Trýgica

Pýrfida Sýrdida Pýtrida Trýgica

Mýgica Cýtica Cýnica Trýgica

Lýpida Lývida Lýdica Trýgica

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