The stairs are sometimes dark
on the way to You
You do not always answer,
(I'm) Flipping a coin,
dispersing between two worlds
Wait for me in the wind
You are here, You are there.
There is no place that You will forget
People are coming,
Unloading goods,
Fill up, keep going
And You
The mornings, the nights,
The songs, the silent prayers
You are in everyone
The fears, the scratches,
The lies, the regrets
You are in everyone
Such a system of relations
Lines in front of eternity
How much more space do I have in You
People are coming,
Unloading goods,
Fill up, keep going
And You
The mornings, the nights,
The songs, the silent prayers
You are in everyone
The fears, the scratches,
The lies, the regrets
You are in everyone
You are in everyone
You are in everyone