
Originally Posted by
cmartin12
Your memory lingers here
Like torrential rain
that strikes against me real hard
with a muted flame
that burns and soaks at the same time
And I don’t know what to think anymore
If your memory does any good to me or does any bad
A gray kiss, a white kiss
It all depends on the place
that I left, that is clear
But your memory won’t go away
I feel your lips on summer nights
There they are, taking care of my loneliness,
But sometimes they want to kill me as well
Chorus
Sometimes gray, sometimes white
It all depends on the place
That you left, that’s in the past
I know I have to forget you
But I lit a little candle to all my saints
There it is, so that you think a lot about me
Don’t stop thinking about me
Chorus
Think about me
It’s antidote and venom to the heart
Think well,
That burns and soaks,
That comes and goes,
and, where are you?
trapped in between verses and the “goodbye”
Your memory lingers here
Like torrential rain of May
and strikes, and strikes really hard against me
and falls so hard
that it even burns my skin
Burns and soaks at the same time
And I don’t know what to think anymore
If your memory does any well to me or does any bad
Your memory lingers here
Le lo lay lelo lelo oh oh
It strikes me hard
that breaks, that breaks the heart
It burns and soaks at the same time
I know I have to forget about you,
yes, your memory does me any well or does any bad