lo sai quanto mi piace non lo sai quando ti perdi a far finta di essere semplice... calma... morbida... Come un mistero da decifrare tu sei la luna
Übersetzung: Bold. Luna.
non lo sai quanto mi piace non lo sai quando ti perdi a far finta di essere semplice... calma... morbida... Come un mistero da decifrare tu sei la luna
: You weakened and tore my heart You ripped and purged my soul You invoked this night without a care Initiated the end of love All light bends into a
: Here we are under the stars Empty as dead brothers in arms Through straw and mud the clay and blood The law of the claw the claw of god Awaiting the
: Hate in unknown eyes, Executing my trust. Your humiliating words suffocate me, Remove me and kill me. Dark wars enslave us. Nothing peaceful for us
When the thorn bush turns white that's when I'll come home I am going out to see what I can sow And I don't know where I'll go And I don't know what I
[Andersson] Turn to the dust, before the sun angels of hell full of passion The vision of power it's taken by storm mercy from hell reach my soul Freedom
Did you see the shiny moon? Turned into a black balloon Just as you walked away from me Did you see how hard I've tried? Not to show the pain inside
What we?ve become We don?t longer know Angels with fragile wings We are all now We begin a journey When we are born To find the light Through the dark
These moments are empty without you And the tears run down my face Alone I am My heart bleeds?for?you You left me with scars Memories of yesterday You
another sleepless night the shadows are my lovers my dreams are gone your image fades and all the laughter has gone again the ghosts of the dawn dances
Lies bitter words you hide into your empty heart from now to then to future and past you always wear the mask of lust Scars from the past are my words
As you dance by beloved indolence You show your body with indifference Your eyes as in portrait are following me And I hear your silent thoughts Silent
Like tormented souls we're lying on the ground tears of the secrets are staind on our skin shall we ever feel again the warmth of sun at the end of night
Yet there is another Whose name is never pronounced Because he?s been exiled from both heaven and hell cursed being in every kingdom,spiritual or material
