"Today is also very pure and gentle voiceStaying calm at all timesHidden things lurking insideControl expressions, no showing of emotions”
The keen intuitionHas read a flash of perverse trickNe, your horner, the words that come from your mouthAre strangely light, but I see it all through.
Those unheard names, unheard soundsAnd the unrecognised mantraUnknowingly and silentlySlips into your heart
Want to read you the inside of the inside of youBut when I sense something, I feel unhappyEven though I already know that I can't go backI still can't help but regretCurious about the inside of youWould it be better to remain ignorant of it?A blade of suspicion now stands between friends who should be congenial with each other
What hour what minutes? Where?With whom, and for what?Who is it? What had you eaten?Pretending as if nothing happened Asking like thatWhat I suspect, what I doubt, is the guilt you have insideThere must be something fishy, something hiddenYour gaze wanders when you face me
To reach the deepest depths of meYou reach out to meDo you look forward to my dark sideSo concerned with my innerIs it a desire for somethingEven the feelings with the hearts that come togetherIt has turned into pain
Anxiously searching for the mistakesconsuming lifeDoubting about the evil spirits that lurk within
