Lirama

The desire, which burns,
The torment, which presses,
All of my days
Are covered with gray veil
By the sin, which embraces,
The fire, which makes me wild
Is flaming at nights
And teaching new songs...

[r:]
Where''s the truth? Where''s the reasoning?
Where''s the dreaming? Where''s the awakening?
The Satan waves his hand, The God waves his hand,
Neither of them trusts me now.

Your body''s fading,
Wearing out and parching,
You are existing for a long time,
Then... suddenly you won''t be...
Happy, if you were,
It didn''t last long,
Now, you are lying coldly
And staring to somewhere...

[r]

[r2:]
Where''s the truth? Where''s the reasoning?
Where''s the dreaming? Where''s the awakening?
We all have to go away, there''s no explanation,
It would be good to know, that we''re waited on the other side...

[r]
[r2]

Where''s the truth?... Where''s the reasoning?...
Where''s the dreaming?...

There''s no explanation!