My heart stopped, and my lump in the throat is growed up all in a sudden.
It’s like this that we would like stay in Our Parallel World. Forever.
Tonight i’ve dreamt you, and since i woke, i have a strange sensation.
Our soft punch is always present, but a nostalgic veil has surrounded it.
As if you want say me something really important, but you don’t know how to.
Our eletric shocks are slowly crossing our minds.
With your deep voice you assuring me that nobody can’t enter in our magical world.
Our soft punch in stomach is hammering us, and now our distance it make itself hear.
We throw away all the air from the lungs, enveloped by your words.
“You and me… right now…together”