A black and white life, the remorse and the empty plate
A street light shining over every teardrop
The minor musical scale, a sacrifice and the empty plate
A red rose glows with remorse
Clearwater to wash the surroundings
Blackened fireplace to burn the cold
A boy gets older too
Why is every eye looking at me, why are they all crying?
Is it because I can’t dance?
Is it because I was dreaming happily?
Lipsync of a life story
Sounding by the virtuosity of sorrow
Tap dancing on deep memories
Playing out of pace on a faulty rhythm
Black and white, no rhythm no rhyme
A simple existence passing by
Centuries of longing… Longing for a kiss
New ending, old beginnings and the empty plate…