Risque

Risk your name like a lament,
I can't stand this hell
of our failed love.

Let me follow new paths,
looking for other affections,
let's kill our past.

But if someday sadness arrives,
don't torment yourself and drown
that love sorrow in a bar.

Think, all illusions fade away,
like the hour and the foam,
dissolving in the sand.

Music.

Let me follow new paths,
looking for other affections,
let's kill our past.

But if someday sadness arrives,
don't torment yourself and drown
that love sorrow in a bar.

Think, all illusions fade away,
like the hour and the foam,
that bleeds in the sand.