Singer: Sunday

What I believed and waited
The thickness of meaningless days.
Only I'm tired, but I did not
Neither richer nor wiser.
I changed the love to love,
I was looking for a good from the good.
Only see now
All in vain.
And when was the whole world yard,
Was full of secrets the attic.
Seven thousand days have passed since then,
I didn't realize.

We were looking for immutable truths,
We played with words, burning,
Believing in the power of thought,
Only time spent in vain.
Called in the light given themselves
Rose and fell again,
Only remained just words
Our Faith, Hope, Love.

In life, as in the dark often
Every little bit lost,
Like a lost child.
Looking for each other blindly,
As if in delirium ridiculous
Name someone who doesn't respond.
Day the night of power,
Morning promises, bad weather
The coming day rises from the darkness.
Maybe someone over
Your grief will hear.