I am a children park, quite and aggrieved
Into swings, there is no one of it(the park)
You are like a brassy child, spoilt and sweet
To give you my everything is a stirring inside me
The day comes, you come in by looking through my door
The day comes, you go leaving this desolate place
A voice out of silence brought you to me
A light out of dark rised to the sky
Love is like an emty park altogether
A few wet papers on the old benches
To the tomorrow which it carries a ghost's trace
Your necklace which you forgot is on a baby's bosom
Had your indistinct name heard by life
Now love is an emty park altogether