Testi:
Giardino Segreto

My secret garden is not so secret anymore Run from the house, holding my head in my hands Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel It all seems

I lay my head upon your chest Bones of iron bones of lead And death is rattling the cage Like a bird that would escape But there?s no room for thoughts

(konishi) Translators:andrei dos santos cunha, remi gerard-marchant Kossori hitome wo shinonde Anata ni ai ni isogu no Konna thrill wa hajimete Daremo

[Instrumental]

So much time, and so little to doI furnish my mind with pictures of = youFading portraits, peculiar nameReplaced by your face in a big golden = frame

Wage nicht, mich zu berA?hren! Dies ist der Garten des Nichts. Hier kannst Du niemanden tA¤uschen, niemand belA?gen, dein Herz ist aus Glas im Garten

Intense pain. Deep is the pain of hope. A feeling you wish for. You are waiting for a new era. Impossibility is the name of your hopes. On the lap of

My secret garden is not so secret anymore Run from the house, holding my head in my hands Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel It all seems

Wage nicht, mich zu beruhren! Dies ist der Garten des Nichts. Hier kannst Du niemanden tauschen, niemand belugen, dein Herz ist aus Glas im Garten des