I. I can disappear And hide all my fear. But I can't depend on my hate. Not even hear the real me, I've seen so clear, And it's so near.
You're the remains of my ruin On the air. You're the dark in my room, I don't need anymore.
II. I become mad Thinking so bad, I can't depend on my hate. Not even hear the real me, I've seen so clear, And it's so near.
Part III
Time to change I hear in my head everyday, A little part of me Says to me: “It’s time to change this ways If only I wished to live... Live”. I hear in my head everyday, A little voice inside Says to me: “I own precious thing, A treasure called... Peace”. Near to my heart, Near to a great place, That I have never seen before.
Part IV
Far away from me I can't believe in my past, Which never brought me calm And never bet for me when I'm alone. I praise the chosen ones Whose found the happiness, But, will never bet for me.
Part V
The art of living I walk alone beside the sun Running out of time. But something tells me yet I must learn. I deserve a better deal On this self-control, Losing the real me, Losing my faith on tears, Losing the art of living.
Part VI
Final breath I pray for me and myself In front of this monument. A little piece of me in a desert place. I praise the chosen ones Whose found the happiness, But will never bet for me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
