7 acessos
I write your name in the snow
While I burn your kisses in the bonfire
Your lover has still not awakened
From her bygone dream
Ephemeral lives
Reflected in a past that doesn't exist here
Anguish of a time that passed but never existed
The solitude of the eternal quest
I want to burn my rosary
Which doesn't exist here
And burn your drawings
To be remembered in the future
That doesn't exist here…
Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry
Tomorrow, maybe?
The snow could have melted
The bonfire could be extinguished
And I could be awakened to the past, present and future
That do exist here…
Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry
I want to burn my rosary
Which doesn't exist here
And burn your drawings
To be remembered in the future
That doesn't exist here…
Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry