Please, open the door
Taste the pain again, my heart
Were we defeated by past?
Open the door
We got angry at ourselves
To our picture with burnt edge
To our lost hope
To our youth
I burn, I burn, days past and I burn
Oh, who am I going to bring to book about the nights?
I burn, I burn, no matter what I do I burn
Oh, who am I going to bring to book about the nights?
Please, open the door
Taste the pain again, my heart
Did we defeated by past?
Open the door
Ask about me to the nights
What does the day know about my condition?
Ask about me to loneliness
Untrue loves can't tell about my condition