We'll get old then
And what's nice in it
Whom we've been waiting for long
Have arrived long ago.
We'll get old then
Passion will look around silently, then.
I made what I made, I believed what I believed
If there were no one to carry me, I carried myself.
They scattered me like a fig
Man if can see, sometimes closes his ear
Some are afraid if they don't know something
The devil is inside of you, played by Al Pacino
I started from zero, but we arrive to the same place
Something's built up if we fall into pieces
I warned that our souls are lead*
The gun is the heart, so don't be dumb
The door is the body, what's creaking if it's old
The window is the eyes, looking your future
If you close it, I open it to hear the wind
That I've been here, I've gone here for somebody
Who knows you no one else does yet
Take yours, but not someone else's.
We'll get old then
And what's nice in it
Whom we've been waiting for long
Have arrived long ago.
We'll get old then
Passion will look around silently, then.
We'll become like a ringtone
Too loud in the morning, too quiet in daytime, at night mute.
Say sometimes, I can't fall apart
No I can't fall apart, I can't fall apart today.
I've got things to do, they count on me,
As I wake up it's pleasant to look at you
May every day be different, may everything be different
Just the flame has to remain in me for a bit.
What we choose chooses us, too
May nothing be too far
What we read reads us too,
Tear the plainer pages.
But today close the book the wind can hear
That you've been here, you've gone here for somebody
Who knows you no one else does yet
Take yours, but not someone else's.
We'll get old then
And what's nice in it
Whom we've beenwaiting for long
Have arrived long ago.
We'll get old then
Passion will look around silently, then.