ayudame a colocarle un nombre :S

When the illusions just over
when you touch the paper hearts
and you dont want to burn
Come this smell of honey
That transform your veins in strings
and your blood in music
When your words become in ice and your lips is dried
Come this song that a make your heart beat
Also paper
You return to run
and you feel that smell of honey
That color coming out of your voice
that voice so bitter
I did freeze all this words.