I live between the 'here' and the 'there'.
It's years now that i feel
Like someone who has just arrived.
One night I'll die the way I lived:
A stranger.
My thoughts alone
On the pillow of my solitude.
I live between the 'here' and the 'there'.
It's years now that i feel
Like someone who has just arrived.
One night I'll die the way I lived:
A stranger.
My thoughts alone
On the pillow of my solitude.