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G Emi This is waterfall of human tales. G Just a piece of good luck, Emi is all that we claim. G But I'm told by a friend, Em it's imore than sure. G Just as clear as the sky, Emi there is no fortune for all. C7maj And this is nobody's fault, A2sus and this is nobody's share. And I Say: G Emi Somebody's soaked, C7maj A2sus somebody's cliché. G Emi Am I caught in the storm. C7maj A2sus The sleeping creature. G A2sus For I beg high and hope, G A2sus For I beg high and hold. G C7maj Till I fall in the storm. C7maj A2sus The storm of cliché. This is whore that prays in church, torn her soul. This is countess on the ball, but the title is stolen. This is a cripple from the war, the guy you know. But the answer's in the end, something cannot be changed. And this is nobody's fault, and this is nobody's share. And I Say: Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. The sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. I did not reach it, I did not reach it. Somebody's soaked (Somebody's soaked - ozvěna), somebody's cliché (somebody's cliché - ozvěna). Am I caught in the storm (storm - ozvěna). The sleeping creature (creature - ozvěna). For I beg high and hope (hope - ozvěna), for I beg high and hold (hold - ozvěna). Till I fall in the storm (storm - ozvěna), The storm of cliché (Ooh). Somebody, everybody. High or low, or hiding. Nobody's born as a creature. You better be, not mad at me, 'cause body falls, vanishes souls. Me better fear, nobody's born as a creature. Nobody's creature, and nobody fears. Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. The sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. I did not reach it, I did not reach it. Somebody's soaked (Somebody's soaked - ozvěna), somebody's cliché (somebody's cliché - ozvěna). Am I caught in the storm (storm - ozvěna).