I love my whisper as fresh gale
I love the call of my fate
This time wreath of stars is in my sky
Where is the key to insight
What a day we’ll miss forever
What a day...
What a night will spoil it for us?
In vain...
Heavenly bodies get older
Ashes and dust dry my skin
Signs - overflow stone surfaces
Please, Invite us in
What a day we've missed forever
What a day will ever shelter us again
What a night had spoiled it and why
After all we let ourselves complain