I no longer hear your voice
That waited for me in the evening
When I came back from the cold
From the dread of chance

I no longer hear your voice
Etched in my ear
And your wonderful hands
That guided my steps

I no longer hear your voice
Telling me the story
Of time like the dust
Of our insignificant lives

I no longer hear your voice
There is only silence
And I feel your absence
Beating at the tips of my fingers

But let the shadows be silent
And let the angels rise
For a day when we will meet again

I no longer hear your voice
But in what other world
Will we meet again?
In what other second?

We no longer hear your voice
Nor your light step
But come back to talk to me
Yes, come back to talk to me, eh, eh

Yes, come back to talk to me, eh, eh

Yes, come back to talk to me, eh, eh

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