Idioma Origen:
Walk away from the world...
Give in all you got,
Do not bother to try
Fight 'til the last drop.
Walk among the shadows,
Leave your mark behind...
Lose yourself into grey mass,
Make statement of your life.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
Let in the anxiety,
Make the most of every day.
Dwell on guilt and misery,
There is tomorrow after today.
You cannot win always,
But you can lose every time.
You alone have the power,
You only hold the control.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
One fleeting moment,
Few short-lived seconds.
Mere short flicker in time,
For the shadow to grow and die...
Idioma Destino:
Walk away from the world...
Give in all you got,
Do not bother to try
Fight 'til the last drop.
Walk among the shadows,
Leave your mark behind...
Lose yourself into grey mass,
Make statement of your life.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
Let in the anxiety,
Make the most of every day.
Dwell on guilt and misery,
There is tomorrow after today.
You cannot win always,
But you can lose every time.
You alone have the power,
You only hold the control.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside,
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore.
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind,
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for.
One fleeting moment,
Few short-lived seconds.
Mere short flicker in time,
For the shadow to grow and die...