Life passes behind you
The night, the silence, the cross
Suddenly you turn around and between the steps of time
You find your voice again, curved, hidden among the folds of the sky
br/>But where is your smile?
Where is your smile for me?
You are sitting in an imprecise space without a reason
You are sitting in an undecided time without me
East of the night in the wind
That passes away from the hardened tracks
Between the dust and the dream
The sky and the hand, in the fist
And distracted bells announce it again
But where is your smile?
Where is your smile for me?
You are sitting in a distant space just behind you
You are sitting in an anguishing time without me
With your hands clasped in the sky waiting for the last sun
With my hands nailed to the wood and on that wood your name
With mine hands nailed in the wood and on that wood your name
The iron strangled by the sun screeches
Scratches and stones in the void
Hell in the heart, soaked
In the cracks hidden by every your look
And sick bells still announce it
But where is your smile?
Where is your smile for me?
I can't believe you walk in the world without me
Bored in a courtyard of time without a reason
With my hands clinging to the autumn waiting for the last sun
With my hands nailed to the wood and on that wood the your name
With my hands nailed to the wood and your name on that wood
With your hands nailed to the wood and my heart on the cross

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