Letras
Often travel in my thoughts
All around oblivion
Loss of language, mysteria
Your brightness fills the afternoons
Reflection
Reflection
Plays in the big orchestra
Follows along the rhythm
They come, extend the day
They come, extend your ways
Reflection
Reflection
Walk the hills behind your home
Catch the way it sounded
Your voice inside the day
That comes, shares the same
Reflection
Reflection