Bluff, how has the game of passions corrupted!?
A cheap spirit in people's bodies
We were hitting the last nail
And carried out the saint ones for the rain
It was raining all-day
It was everywhere
I so wanted
to believe you
It is so little, not enough
Life is enigmatic in the baby's pose
This life led us to the tears by its mockeries
At night the sinners roam along the Paradise
Splendor, what is the price of new poetic lines !?
When money merge in a wide stream
When the dam is bursting at the seams
And a star has risen up in the sky
The light was flying
It was everywhere
I so wanted
to believe you
It is so little, not enough
Life is enigmatic in the baby's pose
This life led us to the tears by its mockeries
At night the sinners roam along the Paradise
It is so little, not enough
Life is enigmatic in the baby's pose
This life led us to the tears by its mockeries
At night the sinners roam along the Paradise