So many things have gone away – away!
The only thing is left to say
So many things I haven’t done until I met you
And all these things they weren’t this true!
You are at the funerals, We couldn’t make it fun for us,
Now our love is growing like a tree!
You are at the funerals, Remember all the holy Gods
Even Gods will never break us free!
And I don’t know if I’m awake – awake!
How can we know that it’s not fake?
But when I touch your lips I feel that this is true,
What do we have to do?
No matter what it takes
No matter how it feels
You have to find your way
You have to find peace
And when you suffocate
And you are not the same
Your problems should be quickly burned in flame
Before it’s too late!