Songs from autumn, songs for winter
©2004 Adriân Lozäno

The words keep flying in my head all along,
they can't stop.
The arrows flying through my soul all along,
they can't get enough!

I will never forget your name
untouchable spirit, your eyes in a can
I will always remain to people... your mind's my way.

The notes and chords can't be played
they won't ever be back.
The souls keep coming one by one
They're going to tear me down!

I will never... never rich you!

It coming to it's end, 
the fall won't stay here long
The cold wind is blowing now
rain... won't stop, it's turning into snow.

I will never... never rich the winter.