[Inglés] Wishing
Wishing
If i could wish for anything
I would wish a little something
Something that make strive
A thing to push me hard
Some reason for keeping on in live
Where would I start?
If I could wish for anything
I’d wish for your gone smile
If I could wish for something
I’d wish the times that had faded away
If I could wish for anything
I’d wish to tell you the things I couldn’t say
If I could wish for something
I’d wish to disappear in the air
Tell me, where have you gone?
Tell me, what can I do?
Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me, can I be forgiven?
The clock ticks away
The sky has fell down
The darkness has come to stay
The genius has become a clown
Tell me, where have you gone?
Tell me, what can I do?
Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me… can I be forgiven?
I’m just striving for a wish
Living between hope and anguish
With no road to escape
With no road to escape
Living, living
Dying, dying
Missing, missing
Wishing, wishing
Maybe early I could have the right
Maybe early I could have the wish
But now there’s no more light
Now there’s no place where I can go
There’s no time travel machine
Trapped in a labyrinth “sin fin”
If i could wish for anything
I would wish a little something
Something that make strive
A thing to push me hard
Some reason for keeping on in live
Where would I start?
If I could wish for anything
I’d wish for your gone smile
If I could wish for something
I’d wish the times that had faded away
If I could wish for anything
I’d wish to tell you the things I couldn’t say
If I could wish for something
I’d wish to disappear in the air
Tell me, where have you gone?
Tell me, what can I do?
Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me, can I be forgiven?
The clock ticks away
The sky has fell down
The darkness has come to stay
The genius has become a clown
Tell me, where have you gone?
Tell me, what can I do?
Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me… can I be forgiven?
I’m just striving for a wish
Living between hope and anguish
With no road to escape
With no road to escape
Living, living
Dying, dying
Missing, missing
Wishing, wishing
Maybe early I could have the right
Maybe early I could have the wish
But now there’s no more light
Now there’s no place where I can go
There’s no time travel machine
Trapped in a labyrinth “sin fin”
