[Pain - Blackfield🎶]
(From now on, we're going to read everything from Sky and Elizabeth's daughter Desiree.)
The tiredness of an absurd day.Â
I just woke up,
my eyes are in pain.Â
Even if my soul does not burn as much as my heart,
it is also a bit timid.
Those doors of my life are closed.
Those doors are rusted.
But whatever I do,
the butterfly in my heart does not stop lamenting.
Although it knows it will die tomorrow,
it does not stop.
What do I do?
Although it will be silenced today.
The tiredness of a beautiful day.
I have never slept,
my eyes have shrunk.
Although my eyes are not as painful as my heart,
a little of that has disappeared.
