I miss your intimate voice.
I still feel you lips drawing flowers in my hands.
Will'll I be capable to live without you in my life?
Even when I just don't want it?
Miss me, I want you to miss me.
Get desperate and drink me.
Please don't let me go.. never let me go.

Se todas as histórias acabam num ponto final, a nossa será sempre uma perfeita vírgula.

It's hard to ask our heart to stop.
Ask our eyes to close.
And ask our music to finish.