Like the sky
Is afflicted in the evening hours
Infirm and lonely
My heart is dying of cold
Is dying for you
In the winters
Of ours quarrels
The night tends its arms
The rain returns laughing with joy
And I know...
And I know...
The perfume of regrets
The pain that one makes
That never be again
Take my hand into your hand
Light back our pathes
Ours suns, our mornings
Only today for tomorrow
Be the end
The end of all our pains
Of the days without tomorrows
Drowned, rouged with a nothing
Take my hand
I want to love you, to live
And with no end
Draw on your body
Mine til the the end of the choruses
And I know...
And I know...
The perfume of regrets
The pain that one makes
That never be again
Take my hand into your hand
Light back our pathes
Ours suns, our mornings
Only today for tomorrow
Come to bind our fates
Til the end of the choruses
...
And I know...
And I know...
The perfume of regrets
The pain that one makes
That never be again
Take my hand into your hand
Light back our pathes
Ours suns, our mornings
Only today for tomorrow
And I know...
and I know...