1900

Only defeat
the souls are already arriving
that could never fly.
1900 stories
in the cemetery of loneliness.

I wanted to think that this time,
our clock didn't mark a goodbye.
And even though Paris went out,
this story of two remains latent.

You will find
in the silence of this city,
winning with every step they take,
the shadows that make up my half.
Another tragedy.

There are open scars
and in the old Eden only storm.
They are just tales of lost children
looking to reach something more.

I wanted to think that this time,
I would know the value again.
I try to stay standing,
on the boards of our play.

You will find
in the silence of this city,
winning with every step they take,
the shadows that make up my half.
Another tragedy.
Another tragedy.

That voice that drives me
to erase the pain,
so many lost dreams
in our corner.
They think that I was always
the guilty one;
It's not me.

You will find
in the silence of this city,
winning with every step they take,
sowing fear when looking back.

This obsession
takes on such an immortal sense.
Playing to destroy honor,
the shadows that make up my half.
Another tragedy.
Ohh ohh
the shadows that make up my half.
Another tragedy.