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We will fade away,

when I close my eyes—

dreaming every night

of how the sun-sets.

And for the last time,

under sleepless nights,

I can see again

those hills and mountains.

These long hours before us

will fade away;

as flowers, deep in the shade

all withers.

Now look at me:

a blurry face.

Night will come soon.

And yet I see

with wounded eyes

how all is consumed.

On this barren land

we just don't belong,

looking for a place

to spend the winter.

Running out of breath,

struggling to survive;

tell me how to dream

of seas and rivers.

Now look at me,

pale as the snow.

Night will come soon.

And yet I hear,

with bleeding ears,

how all is consumed.

Every day on Earth

we cry towards the skies.

I dream of stars above

to guide my hands.

Counting the seconds, / Counting the seconds,

fading away, / fading away,

counting the seconds, / the days we lost

gasping for air. / are floating in the air.

We fade away, / We fade away

the days we lost are turning to dust. / into dust.

Nothing but the ghosts / Nothing but ghosts

of past lives. / gasping for air.