PRIDEAD

in the sound of the piano with the rain
thoughts go along the cheeks
where should I go?
this hot violent throbbing

flinging even the dead leaves and also the trees colouring the street
including the wet red roses
on the lined-up notes

healing with your tears this pain that sings of love
because I'm most certainly who's feeling the pain of loving

this speeding up heartbeat that hits and draws the written music
the painful sound stretches out
wiping off the black tears that run slowly on the oozed music score

flinging even the dead leaves and also the trees colouring the streets
including the wet red roses
on the lined-up notes

breaking with your tears this pain that sings of love
who's feeling more strongly the despair of loving...

breaking with your words this pain that sings of love
because I'm most certainly who's feeling the sadness of loving

in the sound of the piano with the rain
thoughts go along the cheeks
where should I go?
Oh my PRIDEAD be...