To her, who understands
How you are;
To her who didn't betray,
To her who says yes
When you want.
To her who wipes out
Your melancholy
Instead of me
Making love with you,
Taking off the glass,
I know.
You, with her
Can fly higher;
Fly high
Like you were used to.
Old things
Inside me –
A shadow of a man
That looks like you.
She who takes – she who gives,
She who wins – she who has,
She who laughs – she who is there
All the times you wanted me.
To her – to your, your only
Great idea.
To her who fixes the heart,
To her who lets you say
What you want.
To her who smiles at me
If she sees me in the street,
Why not!
To her, that with lights off
You confuse in your mind
With me...
Behind her
You walk;
Without her
You won't live anymore.
Say it to her,
She who doesn't know
How you were before meeting her.
She who dreams – she who gives,
She who comes – she who won't go,
She who lives – she who is there
all the times you were searching for me...