Don't stand at my gate.
my window is locked.
It's not wheel of (а) fate,
it's circle of (а) clock.
My peace and delight
With years slow-bought gain,
they left me at night.
so nothing remain.
Well, don't say I'm wise.
Still waters run deep.
Please, don't deal in lies -
Oh God, it's so cheap.
It's not wheel of (а) fate,
it's circle of (а) clock.
So I don't feel hate.
please take me in flock.