We head for the heart of the sun,
Knowing returning is as futile as continuing,
We head for the heart of the sun,
Knowing the snow below will be our home,
We head for the heart of the sun,
Knowing the intensity will split us forever,
We head for the heart of the sun,
Knowing the tears in our eyes will disappear,
We head for the heart of the sun,
Knowing it’s our last chance at making something…
We arrived at the heart of the sun…
And we said our goodbyes…
(written in Milan)
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