I still haven't cut my hear
i let my it grow for you
and i still haven't move
from the spot, where swallows took you with them
Dear mine, when you come
when trumpets roar and everything star shaking
Dear mine, when you come
Everyone will here, and they will know
God will look at me
i will fall in your hug
it will fall dark from sun
and to me stone from heart
I drop from my step
your room is threating to enchant me
when i see you, i see all
morning which wouldn't like to down,has to dawn
Dear mine, when you come
when trumpets roar and everything star shaking
Dear mine, when you come