sexta-feira, 8 de maio de 2015

Silent Garden



There is no dream, no promise, no field of flowers.
Just a Silent Garden

In the garden, full of silence
I count the seasons, I count the years
The last pain on Earth
The memories of you

This is my own silent garden
This is my own silent garden
This is my own silent garden
Just leave me alone.

This is the first pleasant morning
After the innocence lost
I wash my skin with your tears
I don't care if you cry

This is my own silent garden
This is my own silent garden
This is my own silent garden
Just leave me alone.

...
Just leave me alone.