with the Toma that your eyes made me know of love I have the souls of your own Cold Season You have you I saw half of myself I came to my own love I have your hand I worship (2)
I was lost in your eyes Youve got my lantern Youve been the moon and the star You are cold and black. You feel the smell of spring your lips Haro Garden Haro The darkness I worship with you (2)
I am a strange passenger on the road My eyes like your steps Forever your way Believe me only you You mean you Come to your sadness My hand I give you a cruelty I worship with you (2)
