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Strange days have found me
    Strange days have brought with them a strange night
    And the smell of fire

    Who was right and who was to blame
    Who locked the heaven and down to hell
    Who , who, who gave me a children's mat
    In these strange days

    Strange Days came as fog
    Strange Days gave me the bitter truth
    And sweet deception

    Who turned your water into wine?
    Who came in the door , who came out of the window
    Who, who, who, and what does it matter ?
    Hmmm ... strange days

    Why do you think many who took
    Those who have won and who lost everything ,
    Who took everything and gave nothing in these strange days ...

    Strange night and strange days
    Dim flicker weekdays as a fierce holiday
    How strange dreams
    There is no power to think , no strength to sing
    I lived my life , I was caught in a net
    And I'm not afraid to die in these strange days
    In these strange days
    In these strange , strange , strange , strange days ...