It is not hard to love when you wake up
Together with your skin creased as when a child
when from running start on your shoulders to the sky
when you are satisfied with yourself, leaving the time
and even for those, in sheep's clothing
we did not give our souls to them
and there will be scars, I will not stop.
In sorrow and in joy, everything else are clishes.
you will not change anything, its like breathing
one for the two of us, and this is a thing very hard to understand
weakness of arms and liberty of lips, even though its too early
I love him and thats all! everything else are cliches.
It is not painful to forgive, when we are arguing.
All our dreams and our stories
Only in the eyes they remember one another.
I take him with me to the freedom
and even for those, in sheep's clothing
we did not give our souls to them
and there will be scars, I will not stop
In sorrow and in joy, everything else are cliches.
You will not change anything, it's like breathing.
One for the two of us, and this is a thing very hard to understand.
Weakness of arms and liberty (licentiousness) of lips, even though it's too early
I love him and that's all! everything else are cliches.