For our dreams that fell from the sky
Drowned in the rain of lost time
Our hearts of ice that break
Weary of resisting, of resisting
I pray to the gods, I who no longer believes anyone
Yet, I pray to the gods to believe in this man
For this injured angel
I pray to heaven
To give him back his wings
For our bruised souls
To have found
At the threshold of our life
Closed doors
To us poor idiots
Is there a life
Still before death?
I pray to the gods, I who no longer believes anyone
Yet, I pray to the gods to believe in this man
For this injured angel
I pray to heaven
To give him back his wings
I pray to the gods, I who does not believe in anything
I pray to the gods to take his hand
For this angel close to death, I beg of you
So he may love again
So he may love again
So he may love again
So he may love me again, again, again, again