| The fleeting beauty of the days gone by
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| The longing thrill of a child soul, dreamer eyes
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| The chances I found all along the way
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| The doors are now closed, forevermore
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| Only a path leads to eternal bliss…
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| Fading, fading, fading, fading…
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| Too frail for the fate I have pursued
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| Running back and forward and so forth
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| As always the mirror reflects infinite things
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| As infinite are the paths to long for
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| Now there’s just one what I get to see
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| Missing everything I couldn’t find
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| Once I hold the key, and once again
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| It’s gone
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| For the cold white snowflakes
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| Falling through the winter yearnings
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| Autumn hopes dancing as if fading
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| Everywhere I run
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| (I'll) keep the promise never done to you
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| For the night we never had I cry
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| A thousand poems I didn’t write
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| For you, my one, my lorn
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| Swimming in an ocean of stars…
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| Forward, back and so forth
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| And hanging like the tear you never drop
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| From the sky of my dreams to the pain of the memories (never born)
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| The perpetual storm surrounding everything
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| Raging the waves and waving the sea
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| Thunderstorm of peace, sweetest peace
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| Undone
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| Autumn hopes dancing as fading…
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| Fading, fading, fading, fading…
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| For the cold white snowflakes
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| Falling through the winter yearnings
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| Autumn hopes dancing as if fading
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| Everywhere I run
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| (I'll) keep the promise never done to you
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| For the night we never had I cry
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| A thousand poems I didn’t write
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| For you, my one, my lorn
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| (I) Did never find the will to rhyme
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| The silence and the rose
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| And have beauty covering all the way back to you
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| My gone beloved…
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| Time has passed through dark veils and shining paths
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| Since these pains weren’t back to sadden me
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| Fall from many graces, the lament of my broken illusions
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| (Whishing upon a star… let me give you the last line…)
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| Music… save me…
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| Grant the twilight a sigh of despair
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| A forgotten smile and drop a tear
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| For once we had the chance
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| To make it real
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| I feel cold this winter empty of you
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| Dreaming the embrace I didn’t find
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| My last words… My farewell |