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The snow comes falling down like your last tears of blood
Before the moment of faith
All I see is black as I drown into the flood of my thoughts.
Close your eyes
Just take me into to your world of dreams.
Donīt think of this world.
See through your soul
Where are you image of my life?
Just a frame in my memory?
I struggle onwards in this storm
I sink into the cold ground
I walk about for the last time
As the gates of life close before my eyes
Why canīt it be so I could have the trust of a child, so blind
So I could go on living, still believing
Close your eyes
Just take me into to your world of dreams.
Donīt think of this world.
See through your soul
Where are you image of my life?
Just a frame in my memory?
Translate to:
The snow comes falling down like your last tears of blood
Before the moment of faith
All I see is black as I drown into the flood of my thoughts.
Close your eyes
Just take me into to your world of dreams.
Donīt think of this world.
See through your soul
Where are you image of my life?
Just a frame in my memory?
I struggle onwards in this storm
I sink into the cold ground
I walk about for the last time
As the gates of life close before my eyes
Why canīt it be so I could have the trust of a child, so blind
So I could go on living, still believing
Close your eyes
Just take me into to your world of dreams.
Donīt think of this world.
See through your soul
Where are you image of my life?
Just a frame in my memory?