Opus nº4: Frozen Butterflies

Beauty is a lost moment in the horizon...

Now light has fainted again

I wonder if...

We´ll live in the forbidden colours of twlight

Chasing every dream we can lose our way

And somehow...

We´ve managed to fight this cruel winter

You can melt this icy land with only a few glances

My goals are gone like frozen butterflies

They disappear without flying

without touching them

without a trace

Your smile was only a deep abyss

However I´ve fallen into it, I enjoyed it

The danger in the coldness makes me feel alive

Snow buried my weakness

I became stronger but you didn´t gave me an answer

Où sont les papillons d´hiver?

Jadis le printemps a donné couleurs aux fleurs

That mirror is a cursed cage

That reflection is not myself

Locked inside it there´s a soft Indian summer

We´ll seek for it somewhere in the future

Our memories came to make our hearts blossom

Où sont les papillons d´hiver?

Jadis le printemps a donné couleurs aux fleurs

Et j´ai compris que l´Art est long mais le temps court