All rivers are dried, nights are cold. I`m going home with grim heart. And everything I have loved just felt apart. I am lost. But I`m alive, I breathe and I`m still in search...
...and everybody hears, and everybody laughs at me. In spite of this I was running to the place where stars shine bright, air is frosty, clouds are softer than your lips, happiness. My happiness, happiness but
You can forget me, you can throw me away. I am unhugged, I am dead.