Mil Voces Finas

A thousand fine voices give it for granted
Hands mark the end
I don't know what's on the other side
Doubt is like the sea

I've come this far
Everything is over
I kept repeating it's done
Remembering what it was
My luck has run out

The pain of one
who searches and doesn't find
The fear of speaking of misery
The reason that looks aside
The untamed instinct
let loose without reins

I've come this far
Everything is over
I kept repeating it's done
Remembering what it was
My luck has run out

Oooo, Oooo
Oooo, Oooo...