In the sound of frequent question I shall find a problem flashing Cause I cannot see the use… Bitter enemy I haven’t Or the comrade… Let’s forget it! I shall never tell the truth. For the darkness, for the light… Oh! Never ask me what I’m fighting For. I’ve really never cared. Yes, I’ve really never cared. Why does someone need the answer? I’m the fighter, I’m the artist! So I’ve never looked for aim. And the night may last forever, Future’s not a thing I care, And don’t spend my time in vain! For the lovers, for the critics, But I’ve never been defeated! So I’ve really never cared. Yes, I’ve really never cared. Maybe I shall start to think it, But the night is going thinner… And I have to go away… When you see me in the shadows, Never ask that foolish question – I shall have no mood to wait. Am I fighting for the freedom? Or for something that’s forbidden? See, I’ve really never cared. That’s I’ve really never cared. And I’ll really never care…
