We see each other again in room 503
the walls tell me that you will be leaving this time
but tell me again that prayer
the one that reminds us that we were strong yesterday
I've see men melt at my side
not knowing more or how to love me
They become just star dust
The men who extinguish themselves when they become real
But sleep, at least tonight
and dream of defeating bordem
of a war that pushes us far to the coasts
and finishes in the arms of others
This city hosts cold, dead stories
tolga salutes us one last time
but tell me again, this prayer
that crosses this music and touched my glass heart
Sleep, at least tonight
and dream of the invincible
of a war that pushes us far to the coasts
and finishes in the arms of others