Give me a little of your hands
Approach me to the abyss and release my pain
Go with the noise, live mute sound, of a wounded memory
How lonely and torn I see your body
And I spilled melancholically on your fingers
If you’re hurt by this life
Feel the divine rescue of your passion
If you’re hurt by this oblivion
Invoke the wild kiss from your heart
Tear down this fog
And blow on my pathway
I want to see where I am
Take away the night
I don’t see my hands, I want to see them fly
Weakened, I look for you between dreams
Dejected, I stay hurt
If you’re hurt by this life
Feel the divine rescue of your passion
If you’re hurt by this oblivion
Invoke the wild kiss from your heart
If you’re hurt by this life
Feel the divine rescue of your passion
If you’re hurt by this oblivion
Invoke the wild kiss from your heart
From your heart, from your heart, from your heart