The supersonic wave of music,
Your Angel takes the old guitar,
The strings starts speak, the words are runic,
And darkness burns, and darkness char
The time will pass and you will miss me,
And I believe you'll meet me, dear,
My blindfold love do not resist me,
It ties a blindfold for my fear
Because your Angel dreams your dreaming,
Your Angel heals my fever still,
He said to me that you are sinking...
I saw him on my windowsill
And every night your Angel brings me
The beats your heart and lyric rhyme,
Before the dawn, my love, he leaves me,
But dreams your dreaming overnight...
I can't forget you... is it crime?