my sun doesn't shine me longer, my sun doesn't shine me longer, songs will not come in spring, copper pipes, tambourines and flutes is silent now. you become like everyone else. we do not divide light of distances with you any more. i feel burning pain from breathing of ice moon. my soul at the end of a day will sing me that love has gone. you are more the moon than the sun now. forget about me, forget about me. i will never descend from the heaven in white wreath and smile anymore. and i will forget about you, you, you, you our hearts will cry and say goodbye. i will never hear screams of flocks flying from afar. blizzard in the vast fields hid the sky from me. my soul at the end of a day will sing me that love has gone. you are more the moon than the sun now. forget about me, forget about me.