Again, the same face, Deserted land in the mirrors of souls, At a standstill, your life lasts for years, Call me… and I'll take you from there,
I'm giving you my hand, Please, just twitch, Leave at least the kingdom of four walls Be again… Hear my calls…
In neverending dreamlands The same silence and faded flowers' fragrance You're still silent, I don't know if you breathe, And the temple covered by drops of sweat
I remember that day Which ended at noon And changed your life into dream Yet nights so long are still…
Again the same face, Deserted land in the mirror of souls At a standstill, your life lasts for years, Call me… and I'll take you from there