Listen closely to me now,
The open sky is here.
A final warning and we dissapear.
No reason to return,
I disconnect the years.
A useless frame forever remains here.
On days of rest and rain,
An angel paints my face.
Before the eyes to save me from mistakes.
An everlasting gaze,
I mourn the diamond streets.
The path I chose will never set me free.
I don't want out anymore.
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