Frail words Stolen from silk lips rattle in stale space of the air And the sun closes the eyes Day falls down into the miracle
But it's beyond belief
Up on the cheek runs the dew As the tear which has changed its plans But here far away Can see a new landscape And for a moment in the dream Emerges lifeless smile of the Queen of skies Drowning in reverie
(To live and to feel the breaths of the millions in the birth of conception And to forget each passing second in chaos of gestures, without shape and notion)
Earth is half of the earth And the end is a part of beginning And here it tomorrow