I Swear You Are Deceived

Do you still think I care?
Building ruined,
Sock ripped,
Lining torn...

Huh,
I say to you my tomorrow is a bunch of fringe! ..
The clouds are black, the clouds are low:
It's going to rain...
Sense yet,
What sleep do you wake up from? ..

Ah, if you're a little distracted? ! .
There is no turning back on this road now...
You still,
The hopes you shed,
If you believe that you will sprout,
And if you believe that your imbats will blow without seasons,
I swear you are deceived!