White, like newly fallen snow
White, like a dark night
White, like a sakura in spring *1
Compassionate, but can't help
White, like Siberian chalk
White, like an untouched sheet
I gave you everything I had
Now I'm black like a chimney cleaner
Without a name, like the sword of a blacksmith
Unseen without embellishments
Without a beginning and without an end
The previous one *2 is here first and foremost
I searched for you, couldn't understand how;
I wrote to you, but there weren't any words;
I was blind, but I see your sign
My finger on the trigger, I'm always ready.
Half - a nightingale valley
Half - the east is getting red
You know - I have nothing to offer
But everything I have - is at your feet
I woke up after a long sleep
Unshaven, without a name, nobody's
My blood is telling me that spring may come
one of these nights.