Idioma Origen:
My heart flies on her wings
Now I'm crying, the moon's so red
Tomorrow shall be yet another hell
To the sun, the sky's soul is fed
Blows pass me down them I cannot feel
Nothing except the shadow's real
Why did she do it? Why did she die?
(How could she leave without saying goodbye?)
She has proven my life to be just a lie
When sea waves crush they hit me hard
But them I do not feel and then
Reality is no more real to me
I ask myself, should I end it now
And join her at last?
I miss the cold embrace of lust
Nothing's left, just a dust
When sea waves crush they hit me hard
But them I do not feel and then
Reality is no more real to me
I ask myself, should I end it now
And join her at last?
I miss the cold embrace of lust
Nothing's left, just a dust
Nothing's left, just a dust
Nothing's left, my dearest love
Idioma Destino:
My heart flies on her wings
Now I'm crying, the moon's so red
Tomorrow shall be yet another hell
To the sun, the sky's soul is fed
Blows pass me down them I cannot feel
Nothing except the shadow's real
Why did she do it? Why did she die?
(How could she leave without saying goodbye?)
She has proven my life to be just a lie
When sea waves crush they hit me hard
But them I do not feel and then
Reality is no more real to me
I ask myself, should I end it now
And join her at last?
I miss the cold embrace of lust
Nothing's left, just a dust
When sea waves crush they hit me hard
But them I do not feel and then
Reality is no more real to me
I ask myself, should I end it now
And join her at last?
I miss the cold embrace of lust
Nothing's left, just a dust
Nothing's left, just a dust
Nothing's left, my dearest love