Abril

The grass of nostalgia grows more than a handspan
Nights of new Moon, of various freedoms
Of coronations at dawn
Of some shame that I've already overcome
And so many versions of a sea

I tell you it's strange, how difficult what I feel
That even though your life is different and mine is out of sync
The sirens sound over and over again
How can I see you within another skin
Whim of the wind

Oh, my love, I've left so many clues at your door
What madness to feel it slightly open
And never dare to call
Oh, my love, we are forbidden to make mistakes again
And it's in this fear where years are consumed
And again it's April
And again it's April
And again
Without you

I fed in vain by nesting in madness
Life, sometimes, hurts while being more alive than ever
The sirens sound
Over and over again
How can I see you within another skin
Whim of the Moon

Oh, my love, I've left so many clues at your door
What madness to feel it slightly open
And never dare to enter
Oh, my love, we are forbidden to make mistakes again
And it's in this fear where years are consumed
And again it's April
And again it's April
And again
Oh, again it's April
And again it's April
And again

Oh, my love, I've left so many clues at your door
What madness to feel it slightly open
And never dare to enter
Oh, my love, we are forbidden to make mistakes again
And it's in this fear where years are consumed
And again it's April
And again it's April
And again
Without you