My chant isn't more than a bad attempt
To cut you off my thoughts for a moment
The months pass
Like the sound of a river passes
Seasons change
But cold in me remains
I keep on waiting
To find a way
Of habituate myself to this house
Where nobody waits for me
If you allow a ray of light come in
And if you feel only for once
What I feel inside
You'd know that
My chant isn't more than a bad attempt
To cut you off my thoughts for a moment
And we've been for a few months
Two ingredients of a recipe
We've been two different flowers
Inside a same vase
Everything has its time
Sweet things and bitter things
There's no pity or glory
That one day doesn't come along
If you allow a ray of light come in
And if you feel only for once
What I feel inside
You'd know that
My chant isn't more than a bad attempt
To cut you off my thoughts for a moment