I ask, what can you do from your birth to your death?
You smile at me without any answer.
At the end of a dream, like a burning butterfly.
I glimmer once, and steal the clouded eyes of the
world.
Steal everything.
I ask, what can you do from your birth to your death?You smile at me without any answer.At the end of a dream, like a burning butterfly. I glimmer once, and steal the clouded eyes of the
