Look in to my eyes,
so empty, so dead,
bottomless wells
of sorrow.
Hear me speak,
hear the whispers
of a black wind,
that never sing a song.
Touch my cold skin,
that spring of love
has never kissed,
tenderly touched.
My soul died long ago
torn to apart,
burnt to ashes,
forgotten forever.
Pass me by,
like all others do.
Forget me,
as divine presence do.
Forgive me,
like no-one else
will do.
so empty, so dead,
bottomless wells
of sorrow.
Hear me speak,
hear the whispers
of a black wind,
that never sing a song.
Touch my cold skin,
that spring of love
has never kissed,
tenderly touched.
My soul died long ago
torn to apart,
burnt to ashes,
forgotten forever.
Pass me by,
like all others do.
Forget me,
as divine presence do.
Forgive me,
like no-one else
will do.
Vastaukset 1
Vanhimmat
Am still haven't found what I am looking for
....tuli vaan mieleen too biisi.