| In the eye, I saw myself... | |
| In the eye, I saw myself... | |
| In the eye, I saw myself... | |
| In the heart of the river was reflected, | |
| In the eye, I saw myself... | |
| In the heart of the river was reflected, | |
| a hole, | |
| of liquid movement... | |
| of liquid movement... | |
| of liquid movement... | |
| In the eye that made moves, | |
| he saw himself... | |
| In the heart of the river was reflected, | |
| In the heart of the river was reflected, | |
| on the movement, | |
| rain, hole, a river... | |
| Her eyes reflected, | |
| moving traffic | |
| and soul in shimmering blades, | |
| soul in shimmering blades, | |
| his movement | |
| his fragile feeling | |
| burnt out in frozen places | |
| where he's not smothered. | |
| In the eye, I saw myself... | |
| In the eye, I saw myself... |