[Intro] . From one subtle moment... tender eyes, and from a halo of light that hides away, a longing bound to endless hours and skies, that grows and grows, yet finds no place to stay, for it avoids the deepest inner cries of a desire that knows not where to stray; so dreams are born, imagined, yet denied, even by rules that keep them locked inside. . [Instrumental] . [Verse] . A vast accumulation fills my soul of sharpened knives that cut so deep within this sinful feeling taking its cruel toll, that wounds each sorrowful second I live in, while dreams keep wandering through my world, and every secret suffers, trapped within; thus all my hidden secrets endure the torture of a darkness without cure. . [Chorus] Oh! what a pain... to hide, to love, to love, to love, with the right to dream inside, and then... to hide. What pain to be awake, to feel myself dead inside, so frozen, empty, still, and utterly desolate. . Capricious, insolent, reckless heart; they say you cry because you love so much, but what is forbidden worth from the start, when sinful urges burn beneath my touch? They seem to scream without a single sound, begging for love at every hour around, while hiding underneath the pillow's shade every sign, every trace... and then... nothing. . [Chorus] Oh! what a pain... to hide, to love, to love, to love, with the right to dream inside, and then... to hide. What pain to be awake, to feel myself dead inside, so frozen, empty, still, and utterly desolate. . [Instrumental again] . [Bridge] . Right before me, a smile... right before me, a gaze... right before me, the reason... and then... a wordless farewell. . [Chorus] Oh! what a pain... to hide, to love, to love, to love, with the right to dream inside, and then... to hide. What pain to be awake, to feel myself dead inside, so frozen, empty, still, and utterly desolate.