Desde que no existe el alma de mi alma
Me paso las noches cazando tormentas
Para olvidar que en el fondo no puedo olvidar
La dulce voz del silencio
Estrellas fugaces se confunden con faros
Cuando navegas perdido en el océano de medianoche
Naufrago en lo irreal
Cegado por la oscuridad
Y mis velas en silencio piden sólo un amanecer
...hasta que vuelva la tempestad
Noche amante no me creas ingrato
Pero quisiera despertar bajo las alas del sol
Naufrago en lo irreal
Cegado por la oscuridad
Y mis velas en silencio piden sólo un amanecer
...hasta que vuelva la tempestad
Avanzo en lo irreal
Sanando en la oscuridad
Siguiendo otros vientos hasta cazar un amanecer
Antagonista a la tempestad.
miércoles, 24 de septiembre de 2008
viernes, 19 de septiembre de 2008
Vastness
The life is so fragile and our time here is so short
Accustomed to this reality, we'll never touch the truth
The vastness blinds us and our minds cry
Cry under the insecurity of the unknown... unknown
And what then comes?, nothingness, nobody knows
Days, years pass and nothing really changes
We are waiting for a sign, but it never comes
Our ignorance persists until the last moment on this world... this world
...We're in grief and uncertainty...
[Chorus *2]
Trying to define my true existence
My real life, but there's no light
Time doesn't stop, one by one we begin to fall
Fears, cries for our lives that leave us without advice
And we think that, our existence is so wretched
Day by day we walk to the end and we live only for dying... for dying
Accustomed to this reality, we'll never touch the truth
The vastness blinds us and our minds cry
Cry under the insecurity of the unknown... unknown
And what then comes?, nothingness, nobody knows
Days, years pass and nothing really changes
We are waiting for a sign, but it never comes
Our ignorance persists until the last moment on this world... this world
...We're in grief and uncertainty...
[Chorus *2]
Trying to define my true existence
My real life, but there's no light
Time doesn't stop, one by one we begin to fall
Fears, cries for our lives that leave us without advice
And we think that, our existence is so wretched
Day by day we walk to the end and we live only for dying... for dying
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