There were times when time stood still
And I thought I had found a home
I never wanted to leave again
But none of it was true
The city of my dreams
Lay before me and was mine
To ensure that painful longing
Would forever be my bride

Time cuts wounds so deep
And will only stand still
For very brief moments
Blissful hours that it gives
And steals again
Turning all our joys
Into pain and sorrow
Like a cunning thief
Bereaving us while we are taking

Izena duenak izana du
(Anything that is named is real)