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's eyes I tremble

's eyes tremble in this incalculable night
dripping from the dead burned bodies of avalanche
scrambling to comfort indifferent smiles.
the wind howls toward those warm hands to the sky
Times weakens to ghernire Farnell of white light.
shine the lights of the houses

I run barefoot on the asphalt against the
I get confused between the people
But I see you again.
For all that is true in a smile
For everything that's in a word of sincere
If the truth is written in the sand
light is there that the words that take you back to me.