She kissed softly her favourite toy,
Before it broke.
Then she crept full of dark yearning
Into cold bedroom...
She took noiselessly the final match
From father`s cupboard.
"Why did you never help me?" –
She screamed in mother`s ear.
"I hope, that we will never see again!"
"So you know, what it is
In the Hell to be!
So you know, what it is
For saving to shout!
Only for this I`ll be back
With burning glance!
I take the final match
And burn your wonderful bright world!"
She cooked the last time,
Before she broke.
Then she spat full of revulsion
In black bedroom...
"I hope, that we will never see again!"
Do you know now, what the Hell really is?
Do you know now, what the Hell really is?
Do you know now, that your game goes to end?
Do you know now, that your love is dead?