Somehow I've missed the moment When the last light had been turned off The theatre is silent - for how long Have I stumbled upon The story's abrupt end?..
Full moon's shade on the dark walls Just like many years ago The road lies before me - Leading far away only But where exactly - I don't know.
One step... All of sudden cold winds grow One step... Yes I'm scared but I must go For millenia gods Tell us: 'Never look back', Yet if I disobey - Shall I turn into a fallen leaf rustling astray?
The crumpled papers in my hand Full of words I've let in all too deep Now as I have my role played Let these papers be flying away Back where they belong
One step... All of sudden cold winds grow One step... Who am I now, and where can I go? Nothing's new 'neath the moon, Said the wisest of the wise, Yet another said No one can enter the same river twice?
With the raising streams of the disquited air They're coming back and stand here in lines -
Those ones we tried to revive on the stage, And indeed they lived on...
And their fictional lives were trustful much more Then ever was mine, now They're here to show me my way and to bid their good bye --
Before the... --
...Storms come! Can you hear their threat'ning call?
Storms come! Storms those pass through the walls and souls
Happy dreams, pains of yore, Joys and sorrows of yours, Wailing snowstorm will drown Turning over the pages in time
And when it's over Shall we stand kneels-deep in snow? Trembling Again in the fear of a new day like before? With a hopeless grin taking every defeat, Contradicting the common sense - cryin' When the new hope will dawn?