"Maria" There is someone I should love; every person who has ever been hurt...
As I look around, everyone busily hurries on by.
I noticed that this year, too, the signs of winter have come very soon.
Again, somewhere in this city today two people will meet and fall in love; the curtains are violently opened.
Even so, everything eventually, someday, has an end.
Again, somewhere in this city today two people split apart; the curtains are quitely dropped.
"Maria" There is someone I should love. At times I feel very lonely. But my needs are all filled by the person I should love.
"Maria" There is someone I should love. At times I bear very deep wounds. But my they are all healed by the person I should love.
"Maria" Everyone is crying. "Maria" But I want to believe. "Maria" So I'm praying now that this is my final love. Beginnings come at random, but endings always have a reason.