Still yesterday it was a game,
You said: “Pay attention at me.”
But how to explain the flame
Which burns the house and you?
I have seen all goes to the flame,
Our story and what there is
And you stop it on foot,
You continue asking me “why”.
This is not a simple story,
There is that one who says a lie
Put on a dry mouth.
Try to stop a smoke for a while,
Don't laugh.
I find a face and you know, what I find out
Is not simple at all
To explain you that I have sent
Our world, your dolls to the flame.
But you smile and on foot
Continue asking me “why”.
This is not a simple story,
There is that one who says a lie
Put on a dry mouth.
This is not our simple story
Which they write in hundred thousands fairy-tales
Without a happy end.
I try to resist
And you don't laugh,
If now I could do it, I would be your accomplice
Suffering in the flame
Which is not possible to put out.
What is burning around us is not salvageable.
If I would have done it before,
We would have still time
To correct every mistake with another story,
More simple...
Easier...
But it's not my fault if it is life for us.
This is not a simple story...
I don't want a lie any more on a dry mouth.
This is not our story
Which they write in hundred thousands fairy-tales
Without a happy end.
Search for a happy end...
Write the end now...