Non c’è più musica

There's a part of me no one wants
That sadder side that you liked
And hated by other people
I have two clouds inside my eyes
And a silence full of words
And though it's sunny outside
Inside it ends up raining

You'll understand what you want only when you've lost something really
We are voices that go around the world and never change like an echo
You alone were able to see me better than I was
And today that there is no more music
What's left of mе?

I'm still counting the days
Since you've gonе everything's black and white
And I keep hearing your name
I see you in my dreams almost every night
I'm looking up at the sky that used to be full of stars
There's no more music if I'm not where you are
In silence, we pray
That you wait somewhere out there in the dark

And we never remember the individual days
But who made them better
We remember not the music
But the moments that bind us to the songs
The words are all the same
But they change their appearance depending on who tells them to you
A painting that has no colors
Remains a simple sheet with a frame

We are stars fallen in silence from the same sky
Two tracks with different roads leading to one train
But I gave you the worst part of what I had
And today that there is no more music
What do you have left of me?

I'm still counting the days
Since you've gone everything's black and white
And I keep hearing your name
I see you in my dreams almost every night
I'm looking up at the sky that used to be full of stars
There's no more music if I'm n

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