Hide my pain, let the pain be a fairytale, yarn
Water the flowers, let the flowers be pretty, smell
Write poems to the children, let there be hope in it, don't forget
Pat their hair, in the spring, after me
After me, tell your heart every night, don't forget
Tomorrow is too late, I gotta die tonight
I gotta fall slowly like a deaf bullet
That broken heart of yours, touching the last time to your hands
Like a shooting star, I gotta fade away in the sky
Yet the colors, how beautiful they are
Seeing a springtime flower, kissing it on a spring bough
Yet the wind, how beautiful it is,
How beautiful it is, flying in the sky
Going above the clouds with your eyes closed
Yet the hearts are beautiful, how beautiful it is to love
In a winter morning, like a snowflake, whiter than white
Tomorrow is too late, I gotta die tonight
I gotta fall slowly like a deaf bullet
That broken heart of yours, touching the last time to your hands
Like a shooting star, I gotta fade away in the sky
Tomorrow is too late, I gotta die tonight
I gotta fall slowly like a deaf bullet
That broken heart of yours, touching the last time to your hands
Like a shooting star, I gotta fade away in the sky
Forgive me mother
Forgive me mother
Forgive, mother