Now, unarmed
You let the cold evening pa**ing through yourself
I don't want to let you alone
While your fear goes up the light
I'll succeed in feeling your new sweet caresses
Now cold and soft as pure snow
I'll succeed in listening to your breaths
Without any pulsing heartbeats any longer
But despair is keeping me here
Denying me any escape
Down there, among the paper houses
There's prophet laying human sacrifices
I'll manage to perceive your smiles with no regrets
Re-flowering like roses in May
I'll succeed in feeling your words
Coming down like September dew drops
As for myself there's no surprise
Just the wish not to see any more
With these eyes which uselessly tried
To adapt themselves
I will be staring after you, always, every day
My tears are for you
And for those whom were able
To die without forgetting
Every word of us
Is close to become just a memory