Marica - CROSSING | Текст песни

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Despair would have been fine,
wishing only for nihility.
Promises, bonds,
memories, and the hours,
only they will quench life's thirst,
gently embracing a creaking heart.

The wall that separates the world and self
is a cell that takes on the shape of man.
Then one day, a hand reaches out from within loneliness,
gently wounding.

Only gazing endlessly,
at a vanished world.
The exhaled malice is cut by the sky.
An everyday that continues forever, a dream.
Embracing a wounded heart, wandering.

For example, if I were completely alone,
I would be the only one wounded,
but someday my hand reaches out from within loneliness,
swaying from sweet nostalgia.

The disruption of people's memories.
Until this sky is lost,
living on until that day.

The crossing between the world and oneself,
a channel to convey words.
Then one day, spreading out one's arms from within loneliness,
embracing a rusting world.

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