The Flower that Bloomed on a Frozen Night
Going back over that landscape I searched for your shadow
We desire peace too strongly and hurt one another
Frozen solitude rises into the cold sky and the flower falls
I stood transfixed in the midst of a crumbling premonition
The white light was gentle, like a flower disappearing in the palm of my hand
On nights when the snow sings, I think of you
In this freezing room
My memories, drained of color, are dazzlingly
Dyed in solitude
The past that you ama** creates your present
Because one day you'll be able to say that wounds that can't be healed are not mistakes
Right now we are looking up at different skies
I know we can cross over them
Those memories I relive, as my breath is dyed white, bring you along
This moment is time reflected
So as not to suffer for time that won't return
A merry-go-round on which this brilliant world spins
Swaying with loneliness
Even if I wither like a flower
I'll remember you, I'll feel you, as the seasons pa**, inside my breast
On nights when the snow sings, I think of you
In this freezing room
Waiting hopefully for my drowned future
I'll live alone