Nocturno

Bells are ringing, invading my room

like reminding me the twilight of my last hour.

I can't believe it. Not yet.

Aspiring an inmortal life, now I just

walk in the edge, 

without being in this side nor the other one.

Tan, tan, tan.

Time has come to look for death

but never in myself. No, I can't do it.

Even such a long existence

hasn't taken away my fear to death.

Because I don't want to be a nobody,

Because I want to hear someone calling me,

'Cause I want to laugh and cry,

'Cause I want to keep searching...

Searching what? Something new, maybe,

Something to take me away,

From my astonishment.

Tan, tan, tan.

Time to feed me from death

but I never give all myself to her.

I breath out of habit, 

My blood flows without heartbeats;

I'm a shadow hiding in every street.

I'm dead, but I'm still living. I live dead.

My soul refuses to leave my body,

and I refuse to force it to do so.

Tan, tan, tan.

Even the loneliest know 

they're not alone at all

because they know they 

laugh, cry, bleed, love and die

as any other human, but me...

I'm not human anymore. I'm lonesome.

I see whom are forced to die,

But I'd be pleased to change 

my fate with them:

I'm forced to exist.

Now the twelve bells

Have announced the start ,

my dark day,

And here it is, 

this letter to the night,

 my only lover;

To the life and death 

I've never had,

The lost words 

of the wind's whisper.