Sole Malato
Mike Patton
Sick Sun
Sick sun, sick sun
Leaning against a yellowed tree
My sky has become grayer
Since you left
Sick sun, sick sun
You're there as if everything has ended
I think of you
You cry in someone else's arms
My love
What will become of you
And I feel the nostalgia of that sun
That burned our skin in the sea
But when a breeze of love blew
Full of sighs
You were in my arms
Sick sun, sick sun
You're there as if everything has ended
I think of you
You cry in someone else's arms
My love
What will become of you
My love
What will become of you
There's still hope, spring
There's still a companion, nostalgia
But as soon as winter passes
My life
Find a way
And come look for me
Sick sun, sick sun
Unknown birds fly through the air
I think of you
And you cry in someone else's arms
My love
What will become of you
My love
What will become of you
