So many days
Without knowing the truth, he simply followed her.
Killing his dream forever.
But only her
Who he could not understand.
And Only her
He could not forget.
how can that be
So many times
He was going to tell her everything
Like right now.
He never never let anyone get close to him
Words are just like water,
And it’s impossible to warm up your soul
In those pieces of ice.
Without knowing pain,
Without knowing tears
He followed her
As if enslaved in a thorn of those roses.
He passed by
Airports and cities
Without knowing (the truth)
And collecting in his heart just
Pieces of ice
So many years
He was flying to the light
Like a white moth.
Just to come
back to emptiness.
But only her
Who he couldn’t understand
And only her
He couldn’t forget.
How can be that
Without knowing pain,
Without knowing tears
He followed her
As if enslaved in a thorn of those roses.
He passed by
Airports and cities
Without knowing (the truth)
And collecting in his heart just
Pieces of ice