It was gray behind me And my wings were made of ash and our masks were crackedBut we

were still dancing in a blue flame

From two different world we meet when the songs of the cities stopped and when the breath of all
people was telling a whisper.. An incantation left behind the world from ancient times
We were running for a second, to get an hour in our hands In the light of the candle of the
eternity, you were touching my fingertips like I was from porcelain. I wanted to touch you, but I
couldnt moe I begin to cry, to scream, to whisper eenBut you couldnt hear meI was
captie in a porcelain doll! all I could see were your eyes and your smile It was cruel"he
beating of your heart was creaking my chest #r it was my beating$... "he dance, the song
which youe sang, the light from the moon I was cracking. From a moment I thought Ill be
free, I thought youll break the spell which was keeping me captie in the cold shell But you
stopped.. %ou stopped the song, the dance&erythingAnd then%oue turned off the
lights
%ou left 'ust a burning candle on the table
(omeday, a little candle from the table of a library will make the porcelain doll melt And then
Ill fly again
It was gray behind me But youe made white in front of me and my wings could fly again...