When I think of you
I close my eyes in longing
I have felt lots of things
Except happiness
My long fingers run fast
In sad verses I create
Not even the thing I give myself to
Can bring me pleasure now
It might be this way until the morning
That'll be clear as daylight
But nothing they say
Makes me feel happy
I just want to have from the woods
The sweet taste of raspberries
And I would run among flowerbeds
And I'd hide my sadness
But I'm still too young for too much sadness
Let's forget this! Let's take care of our lives
Or else death comes or even worse thing
And it might drags us young
Without have seen life
I just want to have from the woods
The sweet taste of raspberries
And I would run among flowerbeds
And I'd hide my sadness
But I'm still too young for too much sadness
Let's forget this! Let's take care of our lives
Or else death comes or even worse thing
And it might drags us young
Without have seen life
It's a stick, it's a stone, it's the end of the road
It's a rest of a stump, it's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass, it's life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death, it's a knot, it's a hook
It's waters of March ending up with Summer
It's promise of life in your heart***