On these nostalgia nights that sadness is hugged with me No one except sadness and loneliness no one is boiling with me No one is going to do my pain No pain and no pain with me. The Wall I hate and hate this pervasive but is not a way out of this wall
for this thirsty lips of blue drops? For my tired eyes, do you sleep? In this cry of light? House I dont have any pain. I dont know my pain Not both pain and phonetic with me. I hate this pervasive and hate it but no way to escape this wall I hate this abuse and hate it but not the way to the wall Finance and sadness I am in pain and heavier than you I dont have any pain. Not both pain and no pain with me. Hate but is not a runaway from this wall
