It was winter, he wandered lonely and tired frozen memories and broken thoughts in his mind and then she came, in his dreams and then she came, like a dream \"That's impossible, can't be happening at all\" No more angels and no more fairies, he'd sworn \"Believe me, I am real\", heard a voice \"Believe me, I am real\", he knew that voice \"What is wrong with me? Where's the one I used to be?\" Long ago, this strong boy would never give in \"Oh, come on now, you're lost\" -Where I am? -And how she knows I'm lost? -- \"there's no time.\" and then the boy raised his blue eyes: \"ANGEL, is that you?\" back to his obsessions, back to his confessions, he went: \"What is that light and why's still over my head?\" \"Should I talk to her or should I go away?\" -No, no, do not leave me!\" -- Do not leave you? -My love, just come with me\" -- I don't know you. Almost trembling the boy could hardly forget if she' s real then he cannot lose her again \"Please, give me a sign!\", the boy cried \"Please, give me a sign!\", waited crying and then with eyes bright as the moon: \"ANGEL, I'm all yours!\" Till the end of this Goodnight till the end of this cruel life as if we are reborn wasted and in love find me and I'll find you, you found me and I found you, at last... He woke up with the ground touching his face with his hands on the mud, writing one phrase: Forever yours...