Guillaume Tell: Overture. Andante - Allegro (Excerpt, Conclusion)

It's there falling heavily

I can feel it's over a shape

The air is cold glowing dark the light night might

The voice did even sigh

This is real what I would feel

Not in there are even real

So many times I tried to reach the inner side

Try lost between those line alright

So many time I tried to reach the inner side

To breach the losing line alright

Always always making first contact

Always always having first contact

Night feel short and days runnin' late

I found love part of us are so called fate

Of all these blemishes it is your which coming

I don't know

This is real what I would feel

Not in there are even real

So many times I tried to reach the inner side

Can be lost between those line alright

So many time I tried to reach the inner side

To breach the losing line alright

Always always making first contact

Always always having first contact

Always always another first contact

Always always having first contact