I open my eyes today To leave the world of dreams behind We all know the nothing A hole in our hearts we try to forget Or drown in jest and jokes So I
Prijevod: Broć mortem. Desiderata.
He who longed for the stars They would soothe him In this painful world, no one is spared He who longed for the stars Their icy silence Frozen eyes, just
Sonatine for the desired one You make my blood boil You make me real You show me what my life could be You make my eyes burst with stinging joy You
You make my blood boil You make me real You show me what my life could be You make my eyes burst with stinging joy You chain me down and I am free The
Prijevod: Broć mortem. Tko je čeznuo za zvijezdama.
