Moizefala

I'm dead
The shadows won't let me see
And my life
Would make a monk give up his faith, uh-uh

My longings
Make the desire even more pitiful
And my dreams
Have repeated so much, I'd rather stay awake

I can't convince
My soul to wait

Waiting for love letters
That without light are just an illusion
I know they're written by pain
Words that leave me voiceless

I'm dead
The shadows won't let me see
And my life
Would make a monk give up his faith

My longings
Make the desire even more pitiful
And my dreams
Have repeated so much, I'd rather stay
Awake

I can't convince
My soul to wait

Waiting for love letters
That without light are just an illusion
I know they're written by pain
Words that leave me voiceless

Waiting for love letters
That without light are just an illusion
I know they're written by pain
Words that leave me voiceless