Life apart from you and pretend to be merry

is so hard

Sky is black or blue…I don't know where is ferry

to my heart

Where is sunny time,When we haven't one question:

"Where are you?"

Light of death is lime whith it's yellow equation,-

it's not new…

Where his loving voice?Shape of sielence is pressing

I am he!

In my heart is noise…That's a mercy and lesson

Your for me…

Refrain:

I am waiting ,I trust you,

don't belive badly end…

And my cradle and the gust few

at your land…