Wound on
On the silence night
Your eyes closed
The tide of breath exhales
On the silence night
It creeps in
Dissolve the hours
Appease the nausea of time
Through all your pores,
Who cradle the dead and their dreams.
The breakers of your bones.
The lake has dried up.
There she laid
Drained by the dust gf blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of sun
It's gone
This dream
Its gone
And I
I'm wander here
As I wander in your dreams
Who crackle the day and their dreams,
Why do you disappear every night?
Why do I prefer a shadow?
There she laid
Drained by the dust gf blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of sun
It's gone
This dream
Its gone
And I
I'm wander here
As I wander in your dreams
On the embers, the blackened kettle vibrates.
I doze and dream again: you approach,
You approach
Your face bends gently on your shoulder
And you speak.
Tell me,
Will you come?
Will you always come back?
And
From
From the depths of night
Over there
In the horizon
A rust
Rustling sound
A dull
A dull wave motion
There she laid
Drained by the dust gf blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of sun
It's gone
This dream
Its gone
And I
I'm wander here
As I wander in your dreams