Cobalt Of March - Novembre

Sceneries far from the Sun

Far from the dust

Glide into dusk

Cobalt of Match

I see your eyes above the arch of your smile

Lost in this nighttime through the daze of its dark

I see your eyes lost in the queitness of March

In the striations of the cobalt of March

I see (that) this numb mourning dies

I see (that) this orchid was born to be taken away

I see your eyes above the arch of the sky

I see your eyes throughout the gaze of the night

I see your eyes closed, in the coldness of March

Lost in the glaciers of the cobalt of March

I see (that) this numb mourning dies

I see (that) this life

Was just meant to be taken away

Centuries under the Sun

Biting the dust

I fade away into September

My soul is gonna return

And it will be for just one time

To say that nothing truly dies

And I’ve seen (that) the world

Has stopped since that time

Singing lullabies to make us all forget

And that same world fell by its own fire

And I try to cope but still cannot forget