Távol [English translation]

When I look down,

The most beautiful word can not help,

There's a storm in your arms,

I did not want anyone else to do that.

You dropped me off when you were down,

What you have done to me, I never forget,

Last wash me clean,

Let me go to the world.

Far away from every beach,

My desire for you,

All that long ago came to an end.

How long can we stand?

The most beautiful contrast,

My soul waits for nothing, but my body asks.

To see the usual,

When the silence is dead,

Nail the darkness to the sky,

Besides, I do not want to do that.

Far away from every beach,

My desire for you,

All that long ago came to an end.

How long can we stand?

The most beautiful contrast,

My soul waits for nothing, but my body asks.

Far away from every beach,

My desire for you,

All that long ago came to an end.

How long can we stand?

The most beautiful contrast,

My soul waits for nothing, but my body asks.