Solo
Sôber
Alone
I want to tell you that, the walls of my room,
become a shelter if I hear your voice close to me
now time passes slowly, silence visits again
a life that contempt has already forgotten and felt
The frost in my veins is the fire that burns
I will close my wounds with your sweet lies
It's the price I must pay, for the damages I committed
the tax to free myself from your wickedness and feel
The frost in my veins is the fire that burns
Today I will calm my anger with a hundred years of life
Finally the rain falls mercilessly and will erase from my memory
the pain...
like frost in my veins like fire you burn me
I will close my wounds with your sweet lies
