الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Your shadow stretches with your crooked stride
A lie is a broken mirror on the floor
You wear silence like a blanket
But the air freezes the sound of your denial
Time is a weight that no one carries
And the truth is an uninvited guest
Because a crack always reveals what's hidden
And what is kept silent screams at the end of the line
There's no escaping what the mirror reflects back
The harvest is bitter when you plant thorns
Now the weight crashes down on what was said
Nothing stands tall in your labyrinth
The cold trail you left on the shelf
Is open books that no one reads anymore
The facade has crumbled, the plaster is distant
And all that remains now is you and what you've done
You and what you've done!
The game is over, the lights have come on
And the emptiness is now your throne
Because a crack always reveals what's hidden
And what is kept silent screams at the end of the line
There's no escaping what the mirror reflects back
The harvest is bitter when you plant thorns
Now the weight crashes down on what was said
Nothing stands tall in your labyrinth
Claudio Fontenelle!
The crack, the crack, the weight, the weight
The truth
The truth
Always
Finds out
