I no longer know how to dream
What then to pray for
And why still love
Bottles on the side
And the portrait totally devastated
I admire the painting of my past
It makes me strong like in the Odyssey
I write letters
But I don't know for whom
I try to be better
In my burning passion
Do you remember taking my heart with both hands?
Despite the absence of words diverting our paths
All my imaginary scenarios are false
Should I go through the door to find rest?
I no longer know how to dream
What then to pray for
And why still love
Living in darkness
Is my ability
Oh, I'm used to
The emptiness
I'm cold
Close to the beyond
In the distance my death knell resonates
Ah, if you were here
I wouldn't have lost faith
The lights are black
Souls cry out in despair
The map under my eyes, I roam the city on the sidewalks
I cry for help
Silence answers me
The end obsesses me
I'm approaching the abyss
The masks finally untie
I find myself with myself
A boy with a dirty spleen
By the bitterness of dilemmas
In the distance your you is profiled
My real smile unlocks
But we remain speechless
We are nothing but remains
I no longer know how to dream
What then to pray for
And why still love
Living in darkness
Is my ability
Oh, I'm used to
The emptiness
I'm cold
Close to the beyond
In the distance my death knell resonates
Ah, if you were here
I wouldn't have lost faith
Ah, if you were here
I wouldn't have lost faith

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