Idioma Origen:
This I can call it indifference
Or simply something illogical
I believe that the love did not exist in your heart
Although the answer is concrete to only believe the reality
It will be in flames your heart calling
Saying I love you time and time again you answer is very concreate
Although I would call the art to break black hearts
Reaching the passive cruel reality
Not if in truth it crosses the fields of the north
Waiting for the cold winter in the dark forest
Only that the art to break black hearts
One became an abyss without exit.
Plenty of agony and fear.
Idioma Destino:
This I can call it indifference
Or simply something illogical
I believe that the love did not exist in your heart
Although the answer is concrete to only believe the reality
It will be in flames your heart calling
Saying I love you time and time again you answer is very concreate
Although I would call the art to break black hearts
Reaching the passive cruel reality
Not if in truth it crosses the fields of the north
Waiting for the cold winter in the dark forest
Only that the art to break black hearts
One became an abyss without exit.
Plenty of agony and fear.