The world's broken when i'm not here, and if we take it to its limits... - maybe no beauty left - seeing things that aren't ours - for truth and delusion
For the one my window hides in its view... - to enlighten me if my love's real, or that faith - what's more bitter than the late spring - i forgot to
Throw your wishes at a stone Whenever feeling it What has an endless sight It never cared for us Will the midnight sun ever be that black again? Take
I'm sick of all these scars - the worst of me could feel its whole grace - "the spring of that year came back and we have met again, and your scent is
How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man - and if it isn't good i understand - with different rights - the days to settle down,
"To get out of smell of mould, to get back on your feet again - let every god have his day" - and again the leather is black as i lie on fragments of
Free enough to see what's going on in there A man has naught if not himself Not an island, just the son of a gun And I'm sure you knew I ate it up to
Yes i can't deny the worn out and truthful, if it's picturesque - though it's just a saying, not useful - resolve that great chain of aging and fierce
I put my boots back on Brought them down from the attic And they're so nice and broken With words unspoken to this city inside aflame Here I am like
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Vagabundo.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Pensamentos do filho.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Amor Tonight.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. A cura de feridas.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Deathwhite.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Ela brilha.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. O Vazio do Espírito.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. O Jardim Perfumado.
Traducción: Omnium Gatherum. Writhen.
