♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ You will still have hot scars, you will still have bad dreams You do not have to be afraid now, I'll always be here In the kitchen, tinkering with marble poetries Happiness in pain but no desires Well, now I'm still silent next to him in the basement Listen to the her related, dear pánklomb jath náztánca That's it, just light and you don't need the rest Because this is how the morning will be, the real morning No matter what they say, call me crazy, I'd rather be crazy I'll hear everything tomorrow, I'll hurt anything I did it honestly and I don't have to be ashamed of who I am No matter what they say, call me crazy, I'd rather be crazy I'll hear everything tomorrow, I'll hurt anything I did it honestly and I don't have to be ashamed of who I am