Tell me old crow, what do you really know?
Did you see the skies when they are blue?
Or just the reflection that the darkness let pass through?
Did you heard the voice of a peaceful ocean?
Or just the echo inside the seas without motion?
Like a being without emotion
That already lost his mind
Together with the negation of one of his sides
Tell me, is still alive who's a piece of himself denied?
Is still in action who is now just a fraction?
If someone throw away his heart
Is it a being or just a part?
If you still can answer me I will wait
But please tell me before its too late
Only with my heart the fire will go away
And I don't like the idea of catching a cold
Without considering that I'm not bold enough
To stay in that dark night
Just us without a bonfire.