كلمات Returns

The scent of dust and time I’ve been here before Fingers trace the keys where she used to play The melody’s faint But it pulls me to stay A whisper calls my name The chill in the air it’s a cold Quiet flame I see her face My grandmother’s grace There’s a mirror in the room And I see his eyes A reflection that stares Like it knows I’ve died The blood on the carpet Returns, the fall I'm a ghost in the mirror Who can’t hear the call O cheiro de mofo era tão denso que cansava os pulmões e parecia melar a pele Lençóis e panos cobriam a maioria dos móveis, teias de aranha ornavam Cada canto escuro e uma fina camada de poeira cobria todas as superfícies There’s a mirror in the room And I see his eyes A reflection that stares Like it knows I’ve died The blood on the carpet Returns, the fall I'm a ghost in the mirror Who can’t hear the call I fall to my knees But the mirror won’t break I'm a shadow of sorrow A soul that won’t wake