Queda
Fievre Looka
Remains
Remains very little remains
Of our love barely anything remains
Hardly even words
Remain...
Only silence remains that makes
The cold and long night explode
The never-ending night
Only that remains...
Only the desire to cry remains
To see our love drifting away
Face to face we lower our gaze
As there is nothing left to talk about
Nothing...
Only the desire to cry remains
To see our love drifting away
Face to face we lower our gaze
As there is nothing left to talk about
Nothing...
There is little tenderness left and sometimes doing
Something crazy, a kiss by force
Remains...
There is a kind gesture left to not make life
Unbearable and thus drown the sorrows
Only that remains...
Only the desire to cry remains
To see our love drifting away
Face to face we lower our gaze
As there is nothing left to talk about
Nothing...
Only the desire to cry remains
To see our love drifting away
Face to face we lower our gaze
As there is nothing left to talk about
Nothing...
