No fim tudo é silêncio...
Mas, vou deixar Bach rolando, quem sabe,
o apocalipse fique menos doloroso...
Queria estar assim
Imerso nas flores,
mas existe pouco tempo para o sonho!
...E dentro do silêncio...
eu escuto meu grito...
Minha vontade
de ir além da vida...
Mas quem sou eu?
Além do grito no vazio?!..
Pensei...
Sonhei...
Desejei...
Contudo, foi tudo penumbra,
sonho de faz de conta, na última noite russa.
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Russian Night
In the end, all is silence...
But, I'll let Bach play, perhaps,
the apocalypse will be less painful...
I wanted to be this way
immersed in the flowers,
but there's little time for the dream!
...And inside the silence...
I hear my scream...
My desire
to go beyond life...
But who am I?
Beyond the scream in the void?!
I thought...
I dreamed...
I desired...
Yet, it was all shadows,
a make-believe dream, on the last Russian night.
In the end, all is silence...
But, I'll let Bach play, perhaps,
the apocalypse will be less painful...
I wanted to be this way
immersed in the flowers,
but there's little time for the dream!
...And inside the silence...
I hear my scream...
My desire
to go beyond life...
But who am I?
Beyond the scream in the void?!
I thought...
I dreamed...
I desired...
Yet, it was all shadows,
a make-believe dream, on the last Russian night.
But who am I?
Beyond the scream in the void?!
But who am I?
Beyond the scream in the void?!

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