You cannot hear my tears
Can't see the reflection in the puddle
Can't understand the holes in the concrete

This house has turned to ice
All pictures of us burned
In the war of vengeance

When you left me
I suffocated
In my dreams I see you

Morning of the endless summer
Free like a butterfly
Happy

Melody of goodness
For our love
Born from children's laughter

The heat has returned
Orange and kind
At the entrance to the sea