Listen to the red and cold silence that I am listening to the symphony of the beginning of the last chapter of my last words with you Listen to me with you with us You listen to me in the music You listen
to me You listen
to me Finish
my unfinished so that you are in the mirror of the road Dont ask from the window Sprinkle the moon with ashes again
, dont want to be happy with the sound of the heart of death , sadness, dont want to be happy with the memory of our gone, the future will stretch with you, with us,
you listen to me in the music, you listen to me, you listen to me, you listen to me
, in the snow, the tower, and the wilderness, the sign of the night, the feeling of the burning of the hair, the flame of the fireplace, if the word I didnt dream of my dreams, my dream came wherever you were, I followed your repetition, with you,
with you, with us, you listen to me , in the music, you listen to me .
