You'll become an angelic vision when I'll be won (and)... alone pending on a thread of light already faded that another dirty war will turn off... A dead leaf does not hurt nature I'm walking on the thorns of my skin but your presence still gives me a little pleasure when you close your eyes... and I regret my loves I'll not steal excuses to the true love thirsty and wide awake I wanted those hours that you would deny for some cruel game Yes... you would cover me when it cold and... dark.