| Rebirth |
|---|
| A sinister slide resounds |
| From the fountainhead found |
| When fortune aligned |
| The roots that ripped had run too deep |
| Left to dig in the weeds |
| And climb up the vine |
| Your mind is only echoing |
| What your heart wouldn’t say: |
| «I'll be me, in time» |

| Rebirth |
|---|
| A sinister slide resounds |
| From the fountainhead found |
| When fortune aligned |
| The roots that ripped had run too deep |
| Left to dig in the weeds |
| And climb up the vine |
| Your mind is only echoing |
| What your heart wouldn’t say: |
| «I'll be me, in time» |
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|---|---|
| 2015 | |
| 2013 | |
| 2011 | |
| 2009 | |
| 2016 | |
| 2016 | |
| 2011 | |
| 2016 | |
| 2015 | |
| 2009 | |
| 2016 | |
| 2013 | |
| 2015 | |
| 2007 | |
| 2016 | |
| 2015 | |
| 2015 | |
| 2015 | |
| 2009 | |
| 2016 |