The golden rays of your hair The red and black glow If you look and don't see yourself Even his mirror refuses to say Be a fool or a flower We create crazy things in closed rooms Violent men, cruel women Angels facing their own fate No wise man could write our history
She saw it emerge She saw it all die A Sun full of sorrows In this immense dream There is no promise that warms up A beautiful look telling the truth But red in the evening What could you tell about loneliness? Fear doesn't make you grow There are no saving words When the one who hurts us Is the only one in our lives All this makes us die inside
