Paroles / Lyrics :
Take my hand, in the middle of ecstasy,
cool wind in my hair, nothing but a whisper.
Hear my voice, from the far away land of dreams,
I come back with the winter, nothing but a whisper.
Stay away, (stay away) from the suffering we breed,
this is why, I whisper, whisper now …
Ring the chimes, when your petticoats turn around,
a candle in the thunder, nothing but a whisper.
Out of time, like a memory made of sand,
I leave with the summer, nothing but a whisper …
Turn the coldest rock into dust …
Musique : Denis Diaz
Paroles : Denis Diaz
Arrangements : Denis Diaz et Vincent Diaz
Enregistrements et mixage : Vincent Diaz
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