Who I was at twenties?
A nuthouse in a pain bed
Shabby dreams, exited nights
I threw rocks at your window
What you saw in this here?
And that thing is still there or not?
Or not? Or not? Or not?
And now, dear, after lifetime what do you think I'd say?
You're the polar lights
You're the light that rend
My ordinary blank
I'll burn for you
I'll hurt for you
I'll burn for you
I'll get sick for you
In front of you a deployed platoon
It explode bullets and do never breathe
I'll with you wherever you go
Please tell me you won't collapse
Spring, world celebration
Whereas I, I hide myself
Nothing interest me on what's happening
Not even the people, I'd want to stay with you and see you laugh again
And I'll burn for you
I'ill hurt for you
And the moon thinks on itself, doesn't care of us
But I know you'll come
Universe is moving and won't stop
And I'll burn for you
I'll hurt for you
I'll burn for you
I'll get sick for you
Dear friend, mate hope
Let's from here, from my room and fly upper the fear
That erode us, that torture us, and go!
Run faster the fear
That erode you, that wear out you, and fly
I know you are able to
And nothing could stop us
For you, for you
I'll burn for you
For you, for you
I'll burn for you