So many things have gone away – away! The only thing is left to say So many things I haven’t done until I met you And all these things they weren’t this true!
You are at the funerals, We couldn’t make it fun for us, Now our love is growing like a tree! You are at the funerals, Remember all the holy Gods Even Gods will never break us free!
And I don’t know if I’m awake – awake! How can we know that it’s not fake? But when I touch your lips I feel that this is true, What do we have to do?
No matter what it takes No matter how it feels You have to find your way You have to find peace And when you suffocate And you are not the same Your problems should be quickly burned in flame Before it’s too late!