now it is gone Cold stars of the future Burn bright in the past These moments of solace They don't last They cannot last You're hoping for solace
Tradução: A-ha. Consuelo.
But now it is gone Cold stars of the future Burn bright in the past These moments of solace They don't last They cannot last You're hoping for solace
ve given in to this sickness of invisibility I exist now only in a memory I fear the simplest things like waking from a dream because I somewhat can't find a