My good friends, where are you?
I wanna know news from all of them
Each one made their lives
In different ways
Sometimes I ask
Accursed or Innocents?
Our dreams, realities
All the dizziness, cruelties
Upon our shoulders
We learn to carry
All the will that makes revenge
The good it has done for me
Like this, like this
Made me happy, Like This
The endless love
Doesn't hide the fear
Of being complete
And imperfect
My good friends, where are you?
I wanna know news from all of them
Upon our shoulders
We learn to carry
All the will that makes revenge
The good it has done for me
Like this, like this
Made me happy, Like This
The endless love
Doesn't hide the fear
Of being complete
And imperfect
No, No, No
The endless love
Doesn't hide the fear
Of being complete
And imperfect