Why we suffer, what we had dreamed of anyways?
Her hands made of pearls, her eyes filled with oceans?
How come love drives us to every border and we pass every one of them?
Just to be with her, we are capable to do, give everything
Love... pure, unconditional, dreamy love...
We knock its doors, crushed its walls
Everything is not enough while we were afraid of nothing
We pray endlessly, while this little world, this short life finding its meaning finally
Yet, we don't why, we light a cigarette in the dark, raise a glass
And we say altogether, it wasn't kismet, it wasn't our destiny again and not this time
We cry out loud, we broke others heart, and still lost in misery we are
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