morning mountains skies made of honey drips
seas of clouds valleys in the shape of lips
i close my eyes and i can see everything
yesterday, today tomorrow they don't mean a thing

like raindrops on the sun
everything burns inside of me
like raindrops on the sun
everything burns inside of me

trees of water roots made out of stones
endlesss roads i travel with the shape of my bones
i close myself and i can feel everything
one second, one hour, one day revolve within

like raindrops on the sun
everything dries inside of me
like raindrops on the sun
everything burns, everything dries...

inside, there are no more tears
inside, there are no more tears
to cry,
only the strenght to ask why?
before the goodbye..

inside, there are no more tears
inside, there are no more tears
to cry,
only the strenght to ask why?
before the goodbye..before the goodbye


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montanhas de manhã feitas, céus de gotas de mel//
mares de núvens, vales em forma de lábios //
fecho os meus olhos e consigo ver tudo //
ontem, hoje amanhã nada significam //

como gotas de chuva no sol
tudo arde dentro de mim
como gotas de chuva no sol
tudo arde, tudo seca...