When everything will doomed,
when all the things will be here,
when all the questions will be found

In the memory of my eyes
in the scent i cherished
in the music that i've heard
in a lost paradise

Your skin is next to me
barely stabbed

and I'm trying to concetrate,
don't want to lose my state of  mind.

In a loving memory
of couples of deaths,
only one year ago
but no one really cares.

Through the time that past away,
i'm looking on those stones.

I want you to be here with me,
to hold me tight when i'll fall.