You'll become an angelic vision When I'll be won (and)... alone Pending on a thread of light already faded That another dirty war will turn off... A dead leaf does not hurt nature I'm walking on the thorns of my skin But your presence still gives me a little pleasure When you close your eyes... and I regret my loves I'll not steal excuses to the true love Thirsty and wide awake I wanted those hours That you would deny for some cruel game Yes... you would cover me when it cold And... dark.