You are a violence
Don’t tell me to cry
I am made of stone
I make everything into stone
I once ate an apricot
And I left a stone
Roses and nothing
Nothing and palm trees
I can see nothing
I can’t wait to see you
You are a violence
Don’t tell me to cry
I am made of stone
I make everything into stone
I once ate an apricot
And I left a stone
Roses and nothing
Nothing and palm trees
I can see nothing
I can’t wait to see you