LYRICS

Wounded, wounded, injured’m soul.
Break me my fate
and still makes me wait.
As a song unsung,
as song of fate. This
song without words
in white nights ever wake me up.

Chorus:
not chastise me with fraud
my love is great. I’ll wait
objectives white
nights with open eyes for you.
If I misunderstood
you will be s my wound.
‘ll wait objectives white nights
with open eyes for you.

wounded, wounded, wounded’m soul.
Break me my fate
and still makes me wait.
this song will be back
myself will bring cross,
with this song of fate
will banish loneliness.

Chorus (x2)