Anna

I'm not even close to be gone

And I've already died twice

You don't really care for me

Do you, world?

When you left me, you both had to leave

Sweet oblivion, I know you deserved to leave

Oh, sweet oblivion, I know you deserve to live again

Again

Anna, Anna, as you're walking away

Anna, Anna, my boots are heavier in the mud

An unwanted reborn

A spoiled god with no care for us

Bangs the table and blows up the poons

There you are

Sweet oblivion, I know you deserve to live

Oh, sweet oblivion, I know you deserve to love again

Anna, Anna, as you're walking away

Anna, Anna, my boots are heavier in the mud

And there's nothing out here

Too silent, then suddenly too noisy

The morning arrives, they bet, we kneel down in pain

This is not what we want her to see

And stay close to her, and let her feel warm

Anna, Anna, as you're walking away

Anna, Anna, my boots are heavier in the mud