When I see your face in my mind
The night gets a little colder
And I fall into a dark painting
Into the only answer
Again, I hide in my darkness
Dress in gold, in linen weave
And a tree leans on me
Humming on the inside
And again I crawl next to you
like under snow
And again I fall next to you
like into a grave, on the sheets
In your young eyes reflect
many stories already
And some of us get wounded
Only know how to travel
And again I crawl next to you
like under snow
And again I fall next to you
like into a grave, on the sheets