Waiting for something, something
More to live for
It has taken too long
Since I've had something to hold on
I'm locked in a darkside
Locked in a darkside
What if that all we felt inside
Is just illusion, a waste of time
And every tear we cried inside
Is just a sign we went too far
Waiting for something, something more
To fight for finding pieces
Now I'm part of it
It's part of me
Ждать чего-то большего,
Чего-то, ради чего ещё можно жить.
Это занимало слишком много времени
С тех пор, когда я за что-то держался.
Я заперт во тьме,
Заперт во тьме.
Что, если все наши чувства
Только иллюзии, напрасная трата времени?
И каждая слеза мольбы
Лишь знак, что мы зашли слишком далеко?
Ждать чего-то большего,
Чего-то, ради чего ещё можно бороться...
Собирать осколки.
Теперь я – часть этого,
А это – часть меня.
Waiting for something, something
More to live for
It has taken too long
Since I've had something to hold on
I'm locked in a darkside
Locked in a darkside
What if that all we felt inside
Is just illusion, a waste of time
And every tear we cried inside
Is just a sign we went too far
Waiting for something, something more
To fight for finding pieces
Now I'm part of it
It's part of me
Wait for something more
Something to live for.
It took too long
Since then, when I held on to something.
I'm locked in darkness
Locked in the dark
What if all our senses
Only illusions, a waste of time?
And every tear of pleading
Just a sign that we've gone too far?
Wait for something more
Something to fight for ...
Collect the shards.
Now I'm a part of it
And this is part of me.
