When golden pus of the sun
goes away and the twilight comes
A little more sand has flowed.
The motes are dancing in the rays.
The night falls.
The stars are silent in the night.
We are covered with the dust.
As if we carved in stone we sleep
Alone.
Nebulas ang galaxies are swirling around
In a black space without a sound.
Stone Moon, Stone Earth, me made of stone
Alone.
All the planets are cold as ice.
All the dreams are left behind.
Everything is slowing down
And I remain alone with mysellf
If I had all the answers.
And if I knew that the summer will come soon
So night by night
I would met the June on the Moon.
Each time whenever the sun went down
Skyward into the blackned void
The journey would be launched
To meet the June on the Moon.
If I knew how to live.
If I knew whu I live.
But I do not know.
Maybe this is the answer.
"I don't know" - this is the answer.
"No one knows" is the right answer.
If I had all the answers.
And if I knew that the summer will come soon
So night by night
I'd met the June on the Moon.
