Dear Mary, annually I waited for a sign of life Every knock at the door Every face in the streets I thought I‘d discern you
As the summers passed, one after another I never lost confidence, since you always meet twice in life But I wrecked my brain to the pate, every fucking single day What could be the reason you are still gone… …and won’t come back
Trembling eyes keep on starring the suns light Dazed and dried up, willing to close forever Somehow I couldn’t refuse the impact it‘s warm embrace tried to mislead me… …once more
I never trusted the blithe times, no faith hereafter No reliance to no one, always supposing outrage
Treasures unlocked, but buried in flooded chasms Fairly close, but beyond my reach Call me a lost soul, call me a gloomster But I won’t trace you a free world I can’t imagine
Come on Mary, sow the seeds Hope for the best, hope that they sprout Bountiful harvest just thrives with vigilance Take Care! Take care! I wish you well!