Текст песни Klimt 1918 - True Love Is The Oldest Fear

Like an exhausted soldier
Sleepless for five and six days
Burning dark clothes I wear
Sometimes I feel like being dead
The oldest fear is true love
It's the desert in my mouth
I've been looking for love
I got enough guilt to start
I'm still up and staring
At the trails of aeroplanes
Soundless dawn slow motion
Sometimes I feel like being loved
The sweetest truth is failure
It's the cold breeze felt in June
I've been looking for her
I got enough love to give

And her smile now explodes in the coldest day
She can't stop to instigate true-love's hopeless fate
And my mouth now collides with my oldest fear
I can't hold these inside
I can't hold these tears

It's the sound of the joy that I can't rewind
I used to hear distant crack out in the city night
And today I've no words
I'm coming unmasked for her
I would like to sing it all day long
It's true love It's the sound of the joy
That I can't rewind
I used to hear distant cracks out in the city night
And today I've no words
I'm coming unmasked for her
I would like to sing it all day long

I'm still up and staring
At the trails of aeroplanes
Sometimes I feel like being loved
Just listen to the sound of the joy I can't rewind
True love's hopeless fate