This very slow and cold sunrise
It remained white ice in your eyes
Lonely shadows separate from bodies
It's become not clear, what is noise or silence
The cold sunrise
The voice in me wants to find freedom
But there is no language in my life
What hadn't told, was turned to venom
I have some to tell! Don't shut my mouth!
No voices
No callings
No lie
Only feelings
Stop! Please hold my hand
You will understand all which I am silent
We're in the beginning of a way. It will never end
Feel what is hidden in us. The "loud" talent
The cold sunrise
The voice in me wants to find freedom
But there is no language in my life
What hadn't told, was turned to venom
I have some to tell! Don't shut my mouth!
No voices
No callings
No lie
Only feelings
