歌词
"Toujours plein de colère et enveloppé de misère, le voici."
Far, far
He put everything out of himself
We thought that the dawn...
We thought that the dawn would never come back again
Those days without tomorrow
He put everything out of himself
We thought that the dawn...
We thought that the dawn would never come back again
Those days without tomorrow
There, where we lost the ones
There, where we yelled a call
Absence is the only lover
Name me back as everything lasts
And where were you lost?
Far, far
He put everything out of himself
We thought that the dawn...
We thought that the dawn would never come back again
Those days without tomorrow
All those broken images, dressed with anger and regrets
By my misconstruction
I may be a god, as I feel all
All those broken images, dressed with anger and regrets
By my misconstruction
I may be a god, as I feel all
All those broken images, dressed with anger and regrets
Humans sickly rest aside death
Humans filled into the scar
The wide open scar, filled into the scar
"La sangre tiene razones que hacen engordar las venas.
Pena sobre pena y penas,
Hacen que uno pegue el grito.
La arena es un puñadito, pero hay montañas de arena."
The day makes the word
The absence reveals herself
Pale and lost in her train of thought
A place where germs
A thin line reveals the place
Place where the link is
Sad skin that flows