Текст: Idola. Seta. Muerte.

I?m sitting on the time
Your portrait in my mind
Teardrops in my hand
Heart can?t understand..
I?m thinking all about your life,
Your dreams
And everything you have made for me..

A question in my mind:
?Where are you my friend??
Heaven or deep hell
In the sky or under my feet..
Probably your ripped life
Is here, in me
Near my painful soul..

Can you hear my voice?
Where are you, my friend..
Your death stole me the word..
Now, blind, I?m searching..
Now, blind, I?m searching..
Again Again Again Again Again

Looking with no-eyes
Screaming against the world
I?m sitting on the time with you again..

Feeling like no-one
Lost in my pain
I?m sitting on the time with you again..

Looking through your eyes
I hear a voice from sky
Why is this world so strange and wrong?
Meaning of life
Walk your road
But everything ends..
Meaning of life
Walk your road
But this time everything ends..

I?m sitting on the time
Your name is here with me
The clouds are in the sky
The sun, you know, has gone..
Your memory gives me the light
The time
The reason to be on my road..

A question in my mind:
?Where are you my friend??
Heaven or deep hell
In the sky or under my feet..
Probably your ripped life
Is here, in me
Near my painful soul..

Looking with no-eyes
Screaming against the world
I?m sitting on the time with you again..

Feeling like no-one
Lost in my pain
I?m sitting on the time with you again..

Looking through your eyes
I hear a voice from sky
Why is this world so strange and wrong?