My tears spill out as exits of a volcano... I run for the horizon where I can not find.
Alone I have lost one of many... Treatment and treatment of not thinking
But this music doesn't leave me tonight.
I have played a star with my eyes
She told me to the hearing that today will die.
Starting from that moment... It shines through my eyes
They are my tears
Those that with their chemical clean composition the dirt
That springs from the time.
You that I lost you and it is hard
So much that you have stopped to shine in the sky.
