Текст песни 7 Pages of Silence - Постскриптум

postscript

Among the thousands of happy stories
Well what we have written drama
So we are now in the memory
Kisses, tenderness, mystery
You're erasing the board
Chalk that we spent so carelessly
If I knew the power of despair
Would tell all currently still

About nightmares and wake up screaming as
About dawns that do not give the joy
About faceless cold nights
And about the bright fire rage
About the air that is no longer sweet
About a heart that stone
I forgot what a joy
I only remember our farewell

Not erase all remain in the memory
Your gentle hair cascades
These endless magic eye
Notes voices, rhythms of breath
I thought I threw the skin
And he went forward wounded
Without you I will live on
But I knew, I knew this before
Where love conquers pride,
There's always all over falsehood