Gliding by in silence where a distant sun rises moving into the cloud of dust motionless and worn-out inside slowly torn apart
it will take eternity to liberate wait through the wave of cold or fade away
shiny light and drowsy scent pile of black soot on my hands I turn my eyes to cliffs of hoar and watch black waters withdraw from the shore
of void of your eyes there's no way out and all the words froze in my throat as you were goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
