If you came back and spoke to me, I would conceal my tears. If you were here again and stood wordless, I would understand even this silence.
But I don´t want this anymore, But I don´t feel this anymore, They burnt to memories, Oh those old images.
It´s too late, It´s too late, The song of longing doesn't comfort anymore. You know well, that song died between us, oh that song...
It´s too late, It´s too late, The song of longing doesn't comfort anymore. You know well, that song died between us, oh that song, in the storms of the days.
If you begged me to look at you again, I would conceal my eyes. If you wrapped your arms around me like once, I would not find my hands.
But I don´t want this anymore, But I don´t feel this anymore, They burnt to memories, Oh those old images.
It´s too late, It´s too late, The song of longing doesn't comfort anymore. You know well, that song died between us, oh that song...
It´s too late, It´s too late, The song of longing doesn't comfort anymore. You know well, that song died between us, oh that song...
In the storms of the days. In the storms of the days. In the storms of the days.