Ekainak 24
Vendetta
June 24th
June 24th, night. What's new in the town?
I drown in my grief and you do the same
I write with ease, I don't feel any pain to deceive
Like carrying a burden, the winds carry me
The winds have given me, thousands of songs
The winds have given me, I wish I knew
I write with ease, I don't feel any pain to deceive
Like carrying a burden, the winds carry me
The St. John's fires never felt so close
I miss the warmth
The St. John's fires never felt so close
From where you are far away
In letters, to feel the same as you do now
You know well that mothers are not so easy
What is it to write dreams on a rough draft?
If there is no hurry to pass to clarity?
The winds have given me, thousands of songs
The winds have given me, I wish I knew
What is it to write dreams on a rough draft?
If there is no hurry to pass to clarity?
The St. John's fires never felt so close
I miss the warmth
The St. John's fires never felt so close
From where you are far away
With the mourning of the mourning, I don't give kisses
And I have to say this now in no way:
Even though we have a long road, let's go together
The stars are with us, guardians of dreams
In fearless hearts
In father's grief
In young memories
In the embrace of dear friends
In long summer nights
In the streets of the town where I feel far away
The St. John's fires never felt so close
I miss the warmth
The St. John's fires never felt so close
From where you are far away