Hasi Eta Bukatu

Start and end, that's how it goes
In that collection of things, there's love
I thought we were naked

What happens on the surface often
Gets lost on the surface
What happens inside
Comes to light

I wrote down names in my memories
With two eyes that have died, not realizing I was no longer
In that

Yeah
What happens on the surface often
Gets lost on the surface
What happens inside
Comes to light

But how to say
I’m consistent with my contradictions
That's why today I feel your absence

What happens on the surface often
Gets lost on the surface
What happens inside
Comes to light

Ten thousand songs in my pocket
I always carry them waiting
Everything could be so much (even) sadder