See her eyes, they're sweet and blue
Hear her voice, with sweetness, too...

Cut and bleed, scream and shout
Stuck in here, I can't get out...

"Broken mirror, tell me why
Sing me your sad lullaby...

Takes life away, sweet suicide
Erases all the pain inside...

Attracted by a wounded abyss of tears
I let my soul bleed for a thousand years...

(note on context:
it portraits the situation in Portugal, last...

Every morning I struggle to open my eyes
Paralyzed by old memories of sad lullabies...

Let me breathe, let me cry
Let me live, let me die...

November skies painted dark blue
Like an angelic midnight feast...

A total eclipse...Absence of light...
The sun is fading into the dark...

As the stars shine in their twisted sorrow
And the owls grieve a fate so hollow...

For two months and a half, you wouldn't even look...
You didn't tell me why and, alone, I couldn't see...