Dark, dark.
No matter where to, you always drive
as we talk, melding our words.
We are ready for the end of the world.
On the seashore, salt in my eyes.
You tried to capture what was inside.
I forgot to jump over the rising tide.
Now we are ready.
You will live forever in the knives of this wind
cutting my face, you will live forever.
Raindrops against the roof,
they rocked us all night through.
You rock me all day long,
ready to hear the rest of my moans.
You will live forever in my glance full of pride,
making me better you will live forever.
You will live forever in the knives of this wind
cutting my face, you will live forever.