May be it just seems May be your cold lips Never touched my skin I a parting kiss And never whispered: “fogive” May be I never heard a scream Never heard a scream of the broken dream
Chorus: I thought we shall be building The fragile crystal palace Of our dream together
But you decided to leave me And all that is left for me Is only to listen to a scream A scream of the broken dream
This damned blueness of the sky Sister of purity It offered to become your friend And you sad: “yes” You flow there like a comet Having burnt my face And from my burns is running With the reddish black liquid