vineri, 20 martie 2009

Drama

it's the period in which the first snow falls
Ah... in this nostalgic scene
the reason why I arrived here alone
is just that I'd like to see that person
the one that I should have already forgot

the sad memories of our vivid days
go crumbling always in that same scene

dead trees and a cold wind
Ah... in this nostalgic scene
it lies also that person
ephemerally vanished blurring
but I was just having a vision

the sadness has become painful and oppressive
in this burning thought that doesn't let me go
the sad memories of our vivid days
go crumbling always in that same scene

Ah... if I'll be able to meet you again
I won't leave your arms again

the sadness has become painful and oppressive
in this burning thought that doesn't let me go
the sad memories of our vivid days
go crumbling always in that same scene

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