Dramas Para Piano Y Violin
Real de Catorce
Dramas for Piano and Violin
Dramas for piano and violin...on the table
A woman leaves and you're left speechless, you feel that a
Strange bird flies away and your
Heart darkens, turns to ash.
How many emotions, in the end, how much
Pearl, how many brief late-night visits you give and
You’re left naked in bed with a shot in the
Soul bleeding light.
Who can take it? That question hurts me and
I’d rather ignore the answer this time.
Who can take it? That damn doubt,
That silk sorrow wrapping around the skin.
Dramas for piano and violin...at those hours
Who can stand the smell of existence? The
Early morning buries its remains and you get wasted
To the max—what a luxury it is to live!
Who can take it? That question hurts me and
I’d rather ignore the answer this time.
Who can take it? That damn doubt,
That silk sorrow wrapping around the skin.
