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Call me Icaro
The man who wanted to fly
My wings made of silk
My feathers blue as sky

Icaro met Selene
Selene made him smile
Tough his jealousy and foolishness
Made Icaro die

Selene, allways kind
Icaro, so so blind
Selene, his moon
Icaro, just himself

Selene shown him the world
Icaro felt her passion
Selene taught him to smile
Icaro taught ther to kiss

Selene couldn't blush
But Icaro turned her face red
Icaro couldn't cry
But Selene made him feel

Icaro was allways thinking
Thinking of world's dark side
Selene lit him up
Icaro left her light

Icaro flew to the sun
With his beautiful slik wings
The sun tough burnt it
Making Icaro fall

Icaro, why do that?
Icaro, why? why?
Selene gave you her hand
But you were just so blind

You prefered to see darkness
Where a woman gave you light
You wanted to see your own light
And now you rest forever on the ground

Selene is crying on the ground
Feeling him, not feeling him
Wanting him, rejecting him
Selene is destroyed for Icaro's fault

She holds Icaro withing her hands
His soul fades away
She lifts a prayer to God
So Icaro comes back again

Icaro, how could you?
Icaro, Hurt the woman of your life?
Icaro is not dead yet
Icaro is gonna change

Selene is waiting, smiling, yet crying
Why would Icaro mistrust her?
She touches him as he awakens
There's no sun anymore

Selene is now flying on the stars
Lighing Icaro up
Icaro is flying to her
His wings are now real