Come
back to me.
My love is your soul.
Tango,
you and I are dancing.
Come on, your hands are saying.
My thoughts are scattered by pedestrians.
New ones burst in,
written by letters of the days.
I need to burn among the icebergs and melt again in the fire.
We should tie up.
Let's put an end to us.
You will be wounded by the sun and at the same time by the full moon.
With the starless stars,
the desire of the unfulfilled wars.
You will not be silenced in the silence.
You will not come in every dream.
You are an evil and dangerous poison.
You are the one I run from,
but I'm coming back again.
Come back to me.
My love is your soul.
...is yours...
Don't go,
don't go, don't go
We
forgot and remembered
The lava that had cooled down a long time ago
The devil was disturbed
The volcano that had been heated up again
And no matter how many days
We'll burn in this greedy fire
And with birds, gossips, notes, songs
We'll fly again to this sinful world
Don't go, come
back to me My love is your soul
Don't go,
you and I will dance
Come on,
your hands are telling
Come back to me, my love is your soul
Come back to me, is your soul