I don't want my thoughts
To vanish through the sands of time
But I wanna leave my footprints there
To see the end of the ride
I wanna leave this fiesta
Where even the guard has left
But it boils all down to uniformity
In this empty land that hides the exit
At night my eyes are open wide
In a darkness I can see
I turn and turn around
And my mind, it plays
With the carousel of memories
My hands shiver at night
While in the silence it plays... the Chorus of the Rain
I won't look for the last road
To the hole in the ground
I don't want the worm
To eat the poisonous earth in the black lawn
I just want a cigarette
To warm up my heart while ashes spoil the rocks
No point in turning back
Or looking for another road
At night my eyes are open wide
In a darkness I can see
I turn and turn around
And my mind, it plays
With the carousel of memories
My hands shiver at night
While in the silence it plays... the Chorus of the Rain