Nascence - Novembre

Through windows of new desires

I guess I am coming to bright

Feeling the coolness of the ocean in your bright eyes

The taste of salty waves

Nascence and feel no discomfort while I

Slowly run my faint hand through the softness of your hair

Higher nascence

Higher…

Nothing will ever make this magic moment vanish

Throughout the streams of time, into the

Fire that purifies the memories

That purifies the hardest feelings

Hidden, lost and found

The last time you met me

I thought I was alive

Through Earth, wind and fire

I’m now coming to life

Through windows of new desires

I guess I am coming to life through

Earth, wind and fire