作词 : Jim, Sakis
It's the season the trees die 
The birds don't sing anymore 
The rivers never come back 
Nature dies out. 
It's the season the trees die 
The birds don't sing anymore 
The rivers never come back 
Nature dies out. 
Focus tomorrow's horizon 
Sorrow means no future 
Cover my face 
With my guilty hands 
This tragic future destinied to hurt never heal 
What end can save me? 
What good gives me an end? 
It's the season the trees die 
The birds don't sing no more 
The rivers never come back 
Nature dies out. 
It's the season the trees die 
The birds don't sing no more 
The rivers never come back 
Nature dies out. 
First passion 
Now is lost 
A dramatic dead story 
I killed all 
I have My sadness - 
Translated into madness 
I spell meaningless words 
A poem for sorrow and death 
Nothing is innocent 
Nothing is fair 
I keep wondering 
I keep wondering 
How did I end up like this? 
Focus tomorrow's horizon 
Sorrow means no future 
Cover my face 
With my guilty hands 
This tragic future destinied to hurt never heal 
What end can save me? 
What good gives me an end?